Mu Xuan, a migrant worker from 996 who died suddenly while working overtime, opened his eyes and entered the "prison" of the age of immortal cultivation and the end of Dharma - a desperate situation where spiritual energy is exhausted and demons are rampant.
When the putrid fangs pierced his throat and he was about to die, he woke up.
[The smelting system of all realms starts]
Travel through the heavens, smelt the origin of all worlds, and turn it into your own use!
In the world of Gu, he used his body as a vessel to smelt the weird and unpredictable "Gu of Me and Himself", with trillions of clones, immortal and immortal.
In the Douluo Continent, he smelted the origin of the gods, and the twelve-winged seraph martial spirit was born. Wherever the divine light reaches, it is a restricted area.
Fighting to break the sky, he smelted the Void Devouring Flame and the Pure Lotus Demon Fire, forcibly smelting the [Twenty-Fourth Color Strange Fire] that should not exist in the world, and burned up the sky.
In the mysterious place, he touched the taboo and turned the [0-08 Sealed Artifact] that could tamper with destiny into a quill in his hand, writing down life and death.
Now, he has stepped into the strange hunting ground-the world of Taoism.
The logic here breaks down and the truth is like duckweed. What can he smelt here? Is it the "Big Buddha hanging upside down" hanging high in the sky, or is it the "power of mind" that is enough to pollute the entire world of immortality? Or...
When Mu Xuan returned to the prison of the Dharma Realm, which was so barren that even the Foundation Establishment Pill was considered a treasure of heaven and earth, he was filled with treasures from all over the world.
The whole world is crazy.
"How could you get so many heaven-defying things from a cage with exhausted spiritual energy?!"
"What kind of monster are you?!"
Mu Xuan smiled slightly, the twelve wings of sacred light behind him illuminated the eternal night, and the twenty-fourth color fire quietly danced at his fingertips, complementing the strange feather pen in his arms.
"Me? I'm just a social animal."
