I, Wen Ya, am a swordsman prodigy that my sect has not seen for thousands of years, but my spiritual roots were completely severed during the awakening ceremony and I became a useless person. My fiancée broke off the engagement on the spot, and the sect kicked me out and threw me into a scrapyard in the back hill where no grass could grow.
Just when I was desperate, I awakened [The Great Avenue Furnace].
This is a system that can synthesize everything!
This is just the beginning!
[A strand of the enemy's hair] + [A drop of my tears] = [Soul-Chasing and Life-Destroying Curse Killing Flying Sword]?
[A memory of failure] + [A ray of morning sunshine] = [Epiphany Pill to break the inner demon]?
I understand, although I cannot cultivate immortality, I can create something more powerful than immortality!
When the enemy came to me in a flying boat and led thousands of troops, I just calmly took out a marble composed of [the stubbornness of ants] and [the hardness of stone] from the furnace.
The next second, an infinitely expanding "Law of Causality" continent completely wiped them out.
I, Wen Ya, cannot cultivate immortality. I can only rely on inventions and creations in this life to maintain peace in the universe.
