I'm a Low-Profile Person Who Pretends to Be the Best in the Chat Group

Qinchuan traveled through the wilderness, built a foundation in an instant, became an immortal in three days, and became a saint in seven days. When he took charge of the Dao, he discovered that the leader of Tongtian took a step of ten meters, and Hongjun could only fly thirty-three meters when he joined the Dao... Just after he rejected Hongjun's application to become the administrator of the Heavenly Dao, an accident happened. [Zhutian chat group invitation to join, do you agree? ] Qin Chuan: Thank you for the invitation. I was in charge of the main road in the prehistoric times and was busy with business, so I disappeared. Group leader and members: Damn it, in this ancient world where the heavens are the highest, the boss needs leg hair! Many years later... Qin Chuan: I have a showdown. This is the low-end prehistoric kind, the kind that only saints can fly. Group member: The boss is lying again. Any sword-wielding disciple of yours can cut down the whole world. The lame old man who sweeps the floor has no tricks at all, and he says he is not in the supreme wilderness! Qin Chuan is helpless, young disciple? Lame divination master? Those are Tongtian Cult Leader and Taiqing Laozi, I won't tell you their names... In this case: swallow ten thousand ways and incorporate them into yourself, and the world will increase in dimension infinitely! Let you see what the real 'Supreme Prehistoric' is!