Kill the divine envoy and enter the divine ruins.
In front of the seventy-two emperor's tablets, Emperor Jianwen held his hand tightly: "The world is a voodoo basin, and the emperor is a voodoo seed..."
Thirty thousand years of luck and seventy-two wills rested on his shoulders.
In front of Nantianmen, only 30% of luck is left.
Are you willing to inherit the ambition of the Seventy-Two Emperors?
Ning Chen: I will kill the gods at the beginning and inherit the seventy-two emperors.
This door, I enter. I will guard this world.
