Grandpa said that he was once the leader of Tongtian Cult, but I didn't believe it until he gave up all his merits to save me until my life was hanging by a thread.
Watching my grandfather's soul disappear into the world, I silently picked up the old Taoist robe he left behind. After putting it on, all the eyes of the Yin and Yang worlds were fixed on me.
The reincarnated saint son in the Buddhist world wants to destroy me, the Taoist heavenly master wants my life, the ghost king wants my soul, and there is an evil cultivator who always wants to capture me to make medicine.
The world suddenly became filled with monsters and monsters, and I was forced to learn Taoism, Yin-Yang magic, spells, spells, and swordsmanship on my own...
It wasn't until I was drawn into the cracks in another world that I finally understood what a hot "mantle" my grandfather left me.
