In his previous life, he was the number one God of War in the Nine Heavens and the only Medicine Ancestor who could refine the Emperor Pill.
As a result, he failed to escape the tribulation, and when he opened his eyes again, he turned out to be the wasted son who was thrown away by his family to feed the dogs three hundred years ago and no one wanted him.
The fiancée broke off the engagement in person: "You are a waste of time, your life is a waste of spiritual energy."
The family elder sneered: "If your father hadn't begged me, you would have been expelled from the family tree."
The enemy stepped on his face: "Being able to die by my sword is a blessing you have cultivated for eight lifetimes."
He smiled.
The left hand crushed the battle formula, and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away collapsed.
The divine fire of chaos ignited in his right hand, creating the flesh and bones of life and death, reversing the cycle of reincarnation.
The Immortal Emperor who begged him for a pill back then was still worried about breaking through the bottleneck.
His defeated generals who were casually defeated by him back then now dare to dominate one side.
