Honghuang: I'm Still a Little Panicked with the Twelve Talismans

When the twelve lights of laws originating from another world shine into this ancient world where saints play chess and all living beings are in trouble, the panic of the only sober mortal will become the loudest death knell of the old era. (I'm a newbie. The pace is a bit slow in the early stage. I'm afraid I won't be able to write well if I speed up the speed. Readers, please find faults. I don't have many manuscripts saved. I will listen to your advice and improve in the future! Thank you everyone!)