The Great Wilderness has lasted nine thousand and seven hundred years, and the gate to the ruins has opened early.
Lu Chen, the true successor of the Tianjian Sect, was born with nine-aperture sword bones and achieved a small degree of swordsmanship at the age of seventeen. He thought he was born to be at the top, until he met Jiang Liu, a casual cultivator who used a fishing rod as a weapon in the Tianjiao battle.
"Just take a look at the realm of cultivation, don't take it too seriously."
This sentence tore apart Lu Chen's entire understanding of cultivation.
Geniuses from the five holy places gathered together - Jiang Xuemian with a body of extreme cold, Gu Changsheng with a body of Yama, Buddha Wuse with a body of relics, Lei Lie with a body of thunder... Each of them has a rare talent that can only be seen in a century, and each of them leads their own way to the same direction.
Deep in the ruins, the door to the ruins world is slowly opening.
That is not the relic of an ancient battlefield, but a door that has been sealed for thousands of years. The call coming from behind the door is awakening the sleeping things in the bodies of the ten geniuses.
And the truth is——
Their genius is never talent.
Is the selected mark.
