This world is sick.
The Immortal Sect is high in the clouds, and regards the dynasty as a nursery, harvesting luck; the demons are in chaos in the Nine Netherworld, regard all people as blood food, and poison the common people. The princes were vying for hegemony, and the war was raging, burning this hell on earth until only a handful of scorched earth was left.
Ling Yunzi, an unknown person who was sent down the mountain by his master, walked into this Shura field carrying a broken sword like a shroud on his back.
He originally wanted to just find a place to stand, but he found that in his dantian, a [Human Emperor's Talisman] originating from ancient times and full of cracks was quietly awakening due to the wars of this troubled world.
The sign pointed to by the talisman is the destination of destiny.
From a small soldier in the Northern Liang border army to a vassal who split the soil and sealed the territory;
From the killings in rivers, lakes and temples, to the game between the immortal and mortal worlds.
He gathered famous generals, recruited talents, collected monsters, fought immortals and gods, stopped wars with battles, and proved the Tao with killings.
When the bronze imperial chariot pulled by Nine Dragons rolled over the ruins of the Immortal Court, and when the flag of the "Human Emperor" was planted on the top of the temple, Ling Yunzi looked back and saw at his feet the road paved by the immortal skeletons and martial saints, and ahead of him was a new era of establishing rules for the human world.
