In the first year of the new calendar, nine world trees arrive.
Humanity gained Tao power and entered a new era.
Over the past two hundred years, those who have awakened have been like stars, and those who have become transcendent have been like the bright moon.
But no one knows -
Where are the roots of the nine trees?
Until the day Tang Yuan awakened.
The moment the nine-color Dao pattern wrapped around his right arm, far away in the Jiucang headquarters on Neptune, the strongest man who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years opened his eyes.
