[Strange Recovery] + [Swallowing Flow] + [Urban Cultivation]
In the tenth year of my supernatural recovery, I received a cross-border immortality cultivation technique from my father on the seventh night of my life. That night I was marked by an unsolvable strange [Call Call], and all the ghost masters around the world sentenced me to death.
Until they saw me crushing the devil with my bare hands and using the Demon Locking Tower as a cafeteria. When the sixth pursuit came, I followed the signal and invaded in the opposite direction.
The director asked tremblingly: "What exactly are you controlling?"
I looked at the golden elixir in my Dantian and fell into deep thought: "Maybe it's SSS-level weird, and it's only for me to guard the door?"
