Three years ago, the beast tide in Qingshi City broke through.
In order to guard the city gate, Pei Zhao forced the natal monument to move, but he fell from being a genius on the first day to a useless person who could not even draw energy.
Three years later, the family wanted to take away the foundry left by his father, and his cousin forced him to test the fate monument again in public. The stone tablet cracked and the whole hall burst into laughter.
No one saw that the moment the gravel fell, the world in Pei Zhao's eyes changed.
There is a shortage of high-grade spiritual soldiers.
There are deficiencies in the Zhen clan's skills.
Even the superior Nine Realm Cultivation Method is missing the most important step.
While others compete for the complete inheritance, Pei Zhao specializes in picking up fragments of scrolls, abandoned soldiers and broken monuments that no one cares about.
Until he completed the first ancient spiritual pattern, the nine heavenly gates that had been silent for thousands of years shook at the same time.
Someone behind the door said:
"Find him. Don't let the world know what they are practicing."
