This is an era of awakened people, with fire, thunder, and space powers emerging one after another.
Lu Chen was setting up a street stall on the street corner. He was wearing a plain Tang suit, his eyes were covered with silk, and he was holding a dark blind stick.
"Young man, your seal is dark, and there will be a bloody disaster today."
As soon as he finished speaking, an S-level crack opened above the young man's head, and as soon as the alien beast showed its head, Lu Chen's blind stick tapped the ground gently.
"Causation is broken, this thing shouldn't exist."
In an instant, the alien beasts capable of destroying the city turned into powder.
When the gods of all races came and claimed to take over the earth, Lu Chen stepped into the air, and the black silk ribbon fluttered in the wind.
"In this world, I determine the cause and effect, and I determine life and death."
That night, the world finally knew that the blind fortune teller was the last patron saint of Daxia!
