In this era of Xuantong Continent, since the Five Emperors swore an oath, humans, demons, demons, immortals, and ghosts each occupy their own territory, divide and rule, and do not interfere with each other.
Times have changed, and there have been disputes at the borders of various circles. Although there has not been a war, the turmoil has continued, and the situation has been calm for thousands of years.
Another thousand years passed, the five emperors fell, and wars broke out, which lasted for thousands of years.
Thousands of years later, the human race will attain enlightenment, and those with spiritual roots will have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth and change the heavens and their lives. Those who are called immortals will form a world of their own, which is called the world of immortals.
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Su Tang blew away the falling petals and turned a blind eye to the people crawling in front of him. Before turning to leave, someone asked impatiently:
"As a fellow cultivator, you are acting too recklessly! What's more -"
Su Tang chuckled, "Who is an immortal cultivator like you?"
"You!"
Not long after he left the door, he heard screams coming from behind. Su Tang didn't care about the life or death of the group of hypocrites behind him. He picked up the black cat sleeping on the head of the stone lion and left humming a light tune.
Those grudges have been resolved, and then she will be free, and no one can restrain her anymore.
This continent will be her new playground.
Intention: A person should be good even if he is alone