Nine Realms of Linghuan

Jun Lintian has stood at the top of heaven for thirty thousand years, waving his hand to create the world, and snapping his fingers to destroy his lord. In order to seal the source of world destruction, he spent all his cultivation, and his realm fell again and again - from the supreme master of the Open Heaven Realm, to the Tribulation Transcendence, Mahayana, Fusion... Until he became a dying injured person in the Valley of Sin and Abandonment. The people rebelled against their relatives and left, the Taoist couple took the treasure and left, and the disciples forced the palace to seize the throne. The living beings who used to look up to him threw stones, sneered, or turned away on the way to his fall. Only the girl named Su Xiaocao in the Sin Abandoned Valley of Beiminghan Continent handed over a bowl of snow mushroom soup mixed with ice slag, and said: "Uncle, let's warm up by the fire." When the shadow of the source of all calamities spreads again, when the betrayer exalts his former authority, when the whole world thinks that the old god is dead - Jun Lintian opens his eyes at the bottom of the first level of Qi Refining. "They thought they took away my power." On the frozen throne, the former disciple Ling Xiao looked down at the nine realms, feeling satisfied. Until that day—— Jun Lintian, who was in the Qi refining stage, killed the Avatar with one sword. Jun Lintian, who was in the foundation building stage, raised his hand to destroy Lianxu. Jun Lintian, who was in the golden elixir stage, stepped into the holy realm alone. "What they took away was just... Impurities from my thirty thousand years of practice." On the thirteenth day, he broke through nine realms and returned to Kaitian. This time, I won't patch up the sky anymore. I want to—kill all the 'gods' in the sky and rewrite the laws of the era. This is a story about how to regain everything after losing everything. It is the story of an invincible man who first became a mortal and then fought his way back to the top. When the Open Heaven realm is no longer the end, when falling becomes the strongest practice In the nine realms of the sky, who should look up to whom?