The sky is falling, we have to find a way to hold him up.
Zhang Huanqing did not expect that she was just born with a small spiritual root, and had not even touched the immortal sect. The important task of supporting the sky would actually fall on her. God really loved her.
For those superior gods, there are more benevolent ways to support the sky, but since there are a group of ready-made spiritual roots that can be used, why bother to bother.
Zhang Huanqing is in the center of the whirlpool where all the forces in the world and on earth are mixed. It is extremely difficult to escape safely. Fortunately, the sacred deer Sansan is always by his side.
As long as you break out, the sky will remain the same.
Intention: Destiny is not only in the book of life and death, but also in your own hands.