Zhu Jiuyin could never have imagined that he, the majestic God of Zhongshan, regarded as day and darkness as night, would be exiled to the wild land of the west.
My magical powers are sealed, my eyes are crippled, and I still have to be the father and mother of the child I picked up. Isn't that just taking away the stone that patched the sky and giving it away!
Let's see how a generation of great gods make waves in other worlds.