The tribulation was successful, but the ascension failed. After being struck by nine thunderbolts on the top of Kunlun Mountain, what Chen Mo waited for was not the gate of immortality opening wide, but an embarrassing fact - the passage to ascension had long been closed.
Two thousand three hundred years of practice have been a waste of time. He went down the mountain with twenty-eight yuan in his pocket, no ID card, and no health code. He was stopped three times by the epidemic prevention personnel. A noodle shop owner took him in to wash dishes for three days and helped him register for a takeout platform using his old mobile phone. In this way, the last great master in the realm of cultivation put on a yellow delivery suit, rode an electric bike, and became a delivery rider in Donghai City.
He originally wanted to just deliver food, save some rent, and figure out what was wrong with the ascension channel. But this city is far from being as ordinary as it seems on the surface - the exhausted spiritual energy is lingering underground, and some people have built villa areas based on the remaining spiritual energy; the emotional spiritual energy is secretly collected, and the industrial chain penetrates into every corner of the city; the "New Humanity" organization claims to break the seal and make the world a new kingdom of God. And all the clues ultimately point to the same truth: the seal that blocks the ascension passage is using the entire human world's earth veins as fuel. It has been running for three thousand years and is about to be unable to hold on.
An old monk who has lived for more than two thousand years, a modern city of 23 million people, and a restriction on heaven and earth that is about to collapse. Chen Mo's decision was simple - finish the last order of the night first.
