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A human man who knows a little bit about everything travels to a world where among all the races in the world, the human race has the lowest status among intelligent creatures. People who are suffering from hunger and cold, let us be a race that stands upright. An ordinary boy, Zhao Dingming, slowly transformed into a qualified leader, Yanhuang, in this cruel world. ... A royal court, five cities, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and the remains of eight gods are all turned into the hilt of the sword; a body of energy, three souls and seven souls, and the thousands of transformations in the heart are turned into the sword body. Today the sword is completed, and the staff and sword are looked around. Ask the whole world, who is unfair? "From today onwards, I am an immortal on earth. I dare to ask you if you have any objections? Why don't you tell me and listen." Yanhuang gently held the hilt of his sword, his words were gentle, and his face was smiling. For a time, Yanhuang was independent, no one spoke in the whole world, and all the gods in the sky were silent.