After six years of darkness, a landslide blew him out of the ground.
When Shen Mo climbed out of the rubble, behind him were hundreds of mine slave brothers who would never wake up again, and in front of him was the vast road to immortality.
No one gave him the exercises, no one taught him how to practice. He only has an ancient tower brought out from the depths of the earth's crust - an innate treasure that emerged from the beginning of chaos. The nine-story tower seals the origin of the avenue. There is also a tower spirit that has existed since the beginning of chaos to guide him. The sharp edge of an ink blade is directed towards him, killing in all directions.
Stand up from the dirtiest soil and step into the world of immortality where the weak eat the strong. What would he hit - be ground to ashes, or trample those high-flying faces into the mud?
No one knows the answer.
