I dressed as a useless cultivator, bound to the "Wanjie Order Receiving System", and drove a Wuling Hongguang to deliver goods in the world of immortality every day.
The immortals can't beat my Akina Mountain Drift, the mythical beasts are addicted to my car air conditioner, and even ancient artifacts are rushing to book my express delivery service.
Until the Heavenly God of War blocked my car: "Fellow Taoist, I heard that you can send anyone to anywhere?"
I glanced at the order: "Devil's Abyss, one-way ticket, no after-sales service included."
The God of War slapped his divine sword on the hood: "More money, I'm going to kill the new Demon Lord."
I looked at the shivering Lord Demon Lord in the passenger seat and fell into deep thought.
