I Come from Mangcang

In this world, there are practitioners who fly to the sky and escape from the earth, there are ancient immortal sects that are above the dynasty, there are heavenly beings who look down on all living beings like ants, and there are ordinary people who are asking about immortality. After witnessing the fierce collision between the geniuses of Xuantian Continent, far away in the Mangcang Mountains of the Eastern Wasteland, a tired young man climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at the slowly sinking sunset with a dazed expression. The sun and moon have no one to burn but they are bright, and the stars have no one to line up but they are in order. The young man suddenly felt that instead of focusing on climbing without any distractions, there should be some other scenery along the way.