The moment Fang Qi opened his eyes, the entire village of Niutou had already been abandoned for hundreds of years.
Parched with thirst, Fang Qi drank from a spring.
The moment the water went down, a huge rooster with absurdly long legs slowly walked over and spoke:
"Everyone who's ever drunk from this spring has died."
Countless living creatures drank from the spring and perished. Fang Qi was the only one who survived.
At the old locust tree by the village entrance hung the broken paths of countless beings, shattered halfway through.
When cultivators across the land reached a dead end in their cultivation, they all lamented that their paths had run out.
Fang Qi only stared at the broken ends. The path's broken? Then I'll change it. I'll open Heaven's Gate for every race!
