Guarding the Imperial Pass, You Say That My People Are Sinners?

In the Xianwu Continent, the majestic city gate of Jiewaitian is like a god controlling the world. Qin Xun, dressed fiercely in white, guarded this place alone like a saint for a hundred thousand years, blocking the surging waves of ferocious beasts and alien races from outside the city gate, protecting the peace of the human race without losing an inch of land. He gave up his own comfort and devoted himself to the common people, hoping that the Xianwu Continent could cultivate new saints and jointly defend against foreign enemies. Unexpectedly, time passed by, and one hundred thousand years later, Qin Xun was about to die, but he was shocked to hear the bad news. His family, the Qin family, was plotted by the human race and was accused of unwarranted charges. The sacred seal and talisman were hung high, and the pressure was shrouded. The clan members were in danger. "If our ancestors were still alive, how dare outsiders bully my Qin family like this!" "Ancestor Qin Xun, where are you?! The Qin family is about to be exterminated!" The children of the clan wept and howled with blood, the sound shaking the heaven and earth. When Qin Xun learned about this, he was furious and filled with sadness. I have spent a hundred thousand years serving the human race, only to end up in a desperate situation where my family will be destroyed? He looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "I can no longer defend this city gate! How can a bunch of ungrateful people deserve to be protected by this saint!" From then on, Qin Xun resolutely abandoned the city gate, turned around and stepped into the mysterious forbidden area, becoming the master of the forbidden area. Foreign monsters took advantage of the situation and invaded crazily, dark chaos swept across, and the ancient tribes quietly revived. The Xianwu Continent instantly fell into a sea of ​​blood, bleeding and floating oars, hundreds of millions of floating corpses, and the whole world wailed. Qin Xun, on the other hand, watched coldly from the penalty area. All this is your own fault!