There Is No Justice in the World

There is a way in heaven and a way in the earth, but there is no way in the world. There are three thousand methods and various avenues in the world of cultivating immortals, but all that is left to mortals has always been survival and trial and error. Cen Luochen was born in a cold village in Beiyuan, with no spiritual roots, no backing, and no inheritance. With a broken bamboo slip and a piece of his mad father's last words, he entered the Guiyang Sect, starting from the lowest level as a handyman, and worked his way through the abandoned stove, the spirit beast cesspit, and the sutra-burning platform. He doesn't want to ascend, he just wants to survive; he doesn't want to become a demon, but he is forced to fall into the realm; Between the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, on top of the ruined laws and techniques, a glimmer of hope for mortals was built. ——If there is no way for me in this world, then I will use blood, bones, and life to forge my own way! This is not the path of the chosen one. This is the history of a mortal who looks up to the path of immortality from the dust and mud, and builds a path from the bones to survive.