There is an immortal ancestor who, with a compassionate heart, is doing his best to mend the holes in the world.
He sealed his elixir in the Ten Thousand Forbidden Tower, and his profound eyes had already seen the peaceful and beautiful scene of the Five Realms in the near future.
Things went counterproductive...
The elixir was stolen.
Immortal Ancestor is dead.
The five realms are in chaos.
Mission: Persistence is victory
