The ancient gods and demons perished together, and from then on immortal cultivators could no longer become gods.
Two hundred years of life is the end of every monk.
Afraid of death, some people turn into evil spirits.
The immortal who once protected the world began to use mortal lives to make elixirs to extend his life.
The people knelt down and cried and begged, and the immortal sneered: "Mortal people are like grass and grass."
Gu Changan was once one of them - he became a celestial being just to seek justice for his dead parents.
Shen Qingci was once the sect's most dazzling genius - but found that he was not cultivating immortality, but indifference.
When they saw a village being slaughtered by the "immortal chief" with their own eyes, they finally understood:
There is no God in the sky, only cowards who are afraid of death.
And the world needs new gods - mortals who stand up for themselves.
They choose to go down the mountain and stand side by side with mortals.
Men without spiritual roots set up a slaying array, white-haired old women brought water to the monks, and children walked into the battlefield singing war songs.
"This life may be short, but I did the right thing."
When the wishes of millions of mortals turn into golden giant swords, when the legendary gate of heaven reopens——
The world finally knows:
God is not achieved through immortality, but through protection.
