Eighty Thousand Years Underground

In the world of ten directions, there are hundreds of millions of people, and the weak can only live in small places. This is a world that belongs to the strong. Here is the saint in the text, who can open the Kingdom of God with one text and overwhelm thousands of barbaric countries; There are also martial arts masters who can wipe out endless sun, moon and stars with one strike, and who dares to challenge them with a single word? There are even true immortals who drive thousands of immortal weapons across the eight wastelands, and travel to the North Sea in the morning and evening in Cangwu; There are also hundreds of millions of technological battleships, in the endless starry sky, with a mortal body, fearless to the gods. ………… When the strangeness breaks the darkness, the spiritual energy revives, and the inheritance of the Supreme Dao that has been dormant for 80,000 years returns to the world. I, Ye Xi, will not distinguish between good and evil in my life, but only seek immortality... [Updated as the occasion dictates, there may be more next month, but I won't be an eunuch.