Before she was twelve years old, Xie Yao's worry was: How could she not be beaten by her bastard father?
After turning twelve, Xie Yao's worry became: How to unblock the divine veins under the nose of the Holy Land of Six Paths?
Three thousand years ago, the gods were dead and dead.
No one knows that after the demise of the God Clan, the Six Paths Holy Land sealed the divine veins and relied on divine weapons to suppress the seal.
From an orphan to a disciple of the Immortal Sect, Xie Yao originally thought that she had come a long way, but she unexpectedly discovered that she had somehow become a remnant of the divine race. If she could not unlock the divine veins within a hundred years, she would also die.
Xie Yao:......
Okay, okay, let's play like this, right?
Fortunately, God may see her as pitiful. As a god, she can possess people who believe in her.
Therefore, she carefully selected believers and helped the poor little believers break through and upgrade.
Finally, with her unremitting efforts, the little believers she raised transformed from pitiful children into proud disciples of the Holy Land of Six Paths.
However, under her careful care, the young believers' emotions towards her became more and more distorted...
Later, a disciple rebelled against the sect and the artifact was stolen.
The Six Paths Holy Land took a long time to react and hurriedly pursued it, only to find that it was too late——
The divine veins were broken, and the believers called her name.
Xie Yao was bathed in divine light, and under his feet was a smooth road to the sky.
Intention: My destiny is mine
