After ten years of sealing his pulse, Lu Chen lived like a dog.
In Qinghe City, the Lu family regarded him as an abandoned son, and the Qin family regarded him as a joke. Everyone believed that this former genius was useless in this life. In order to get a place to enter the Xuanxiao Sect, the family could push him out to take the blame; in order to cover up the truth, some people even wanted to send him to death in the ancestral hall.
But no one knew that the black iron vein nail that had locked him up for ten years was never a torture instrument to destroy him, but a lock that sealed the road to heaven.
When the seal broke that night, the first thing Lu Chen did when he opened his eyes was not to be grateful or cry, but to settle.
No one who has stepped on him can escape; no one who has taken him has to spit out his money and profits. Qinghe City, Xuanxiao Sect, Dali Dynasty, Upper Realm Jiutian... He will go up step by step, trampling all the lofty names into steps under his feet.
However, as his strength skyrocketed, Lu Chen gradually discovered that it was not his pulse that was blocked, but his life. What was hidden behind the blood seal ten years ago was not family grudges or sect calculations, but a harvesting plan that spanned the lower and upper realms. The so-called genius is just a selected sacrifice; the so-called destiny is just a rule written by the strong to the weak.
Since the world requires him to accept his fate, then he will break through this world.
From being abandoned and abandoned, to becoming the co-lord of all heavens; from being full of enemies in the city, to being able to reach the sky overnight.
In this life, Lu Chen only believes in one thing:
Whoever presses me, I will destroy his veins.
