He is the first god in heaven. Military power, political power, and personnel power are all in his hands. Emperor of Heaven? Just sacrifice and seal.
Then he was stabbed through the heart by the person he trusted the most. The right protector handed the sword, and the left protector blocked the sword. The Emperor of Heaven stood outside the palace and said with a smile: "You are too strong."
A ray of consciousness fell into the modern city. Six-year-old Kuroto lives in a dilapidated house in the old city and has been bullied for five years.
He endured it for five years. It's not because it can't be beaten, but because this body is too weak and can't even use the fireball technique.
But three thousand years of experience told him: fighting does not necessarily require spiritual power.
A sharpened branch can kill a first-level monster. A coin breaks the golden elixir monk's heavenly spirit cap. A lighter summons the divine sword that has been dusted for three thousand years.
No cultivation? His fist is his cultivation. Meridians too thin? Wuliang Jue is constantly being tempered day and night. To be extremely fine is to be extremely tough.
He started from scratch and worked step by step.
But he didn't expect that fate would bring him an unexpected surprise.
A boy who looked exactly like him appeared at his door covered in blood. That boy's name is Shang Yu - he has the same name as him, he bears the hatred of exterminating his family, and he has a forcibly activated inheritance jade tablet on his body.
The meridians of two people are carved from the same mold. The blood of two people can resonate with the ancient sword.
"You are my escape route." Six-year-old Shang Li said.
"You are also my retreat." Four-year-old Shang Yu replied.
From then on, a pair of brothers appeared in Jiangcheng's night. One was unarmed but made the Golden Core cultivator tremble, while the other was holding a divine sword with overwhelming sword intent.
Tianyan Sect is chasing after him?
