Origin, My Way Is Eternal

"To put it mildly, the Eighteen Regions of Nine Provinces is the source of all things. The place where it all began, to put it crudely, is the vegetable cellar where the leeks collected by the superiors are stored." Zhu Chongjiu held the Jiuji True Source in his hand and sat on the top of Wangya Peak with endless murderous intent in his eyes. "I said, this world is my territory! Regardless of whether he is an observer or a reshaper, if he wants to reach out here, you will never come back." The Jiuji True Source gradually changed in his hands, but it was easy to say, but when someone came, he realized how insignificant he was. "You are very strong! But I am not any worse than you! All the imperial commanders listen to the order! Blood becomes a river, bones become a mountain, they turn into ashes and live in evil graves. They will never die, and their souls will never return. Stay alive and come down to do Qiongmen!"