I Am the Master of Xuanhuang Continent

The Xuanhuang Continent is vast and endless, divided into two realms: mortal and cultivator. Mortals have lived in peace for generations, not knowing that there are immortals in the sky; but the legends of monks have been passed down from generation to generation. Monks can seize the creation of heaven and earth, control winds and waves, move mountains and fill seas, live forever, and have supreme power, changing fate against the will of heaven and controlling the universe. Cultivation in this world is divided into ten realms: Transformation from the mortal world, soul absorption, body tempering, elixir formation, elixir sea, soul refining, heavenly beings, saints, holy kings, and holy emperors. Only by going all the way up can you reach the top and dominate the world. And all these legends began in a remote mountain village in the Eastern Region that no one knew existed. Wu Chen, a young man, grew up in a poor family. His mother died young and his father was cowardly and resigned to his fate. He has been bullied with cold eyes since he was a child, humiliated by the rich and powerful's children, ridiculed by his neighbors, tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, and seen the indifference of the world. No matter how poor or humble you are, your pride will never break. A fire of unwillingness had already been ignited in the young man's heart. My destiny is up to me, not to God! I don't want to be humble all my life, I don't want to keep my head down, I don't want to be trapped in this quagmire. That night, he quietly left the mountain village and stepped into the vast mountains alone, hoping to brave the black and yellow world with his lone bravery. As we walked deep into the dense forest, we suddenly heard the earth tremble, dragons roaring and tigers roaring into the sky. The wind suddenly rose, the rays of light tore through the clouds, and the earth's veins surged, as if the sky was collapsing. Wu Chen's footing was unstable, and he was swept into the void by an invisible force, and his consciousness sank into darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he had stepped into another world. This place is filled with spiritual energy, steaming clouds and rosy clouds, waterfalls and springs, and spiritual birds and animals come and go. He looked up blankly and saw someone walking in the sky. With a wave of his sleeves, the wind and clouds changed color; with a touch of his fingertips, the mountains were lower.