Search, Strike, Withdraw

As the lowest-level servant of the Qingyun Sect, he had no spiritual roots and was destined to be trampled upon by others—until a vision appeared in the sky that day, and a "Tribulation Stele" was buried between his eyebrows. "Those who hold this book can deflect all harm." When the outer sect brother who bullied him suddenly suffered severe pain in his meridians but could not find out the cause; When the elder who was chasing him inexplicably regressed in cultivation and was punished by God; When the strange curse of "hurting others will hurt yourself" spread throughout the sect—— Lin Ye stood in the shadows, watching the aloof monks showing expressions of fear for the first time. "This is just the beginning." He wants to pay back a hundredfold the harm that the entire spiritual world has inflicted on the weak; He wants those great powers who regard mortals as ants to taste the feeling of having their foundations gnawed away by ants; In this world of the jungle, he wants to do something for all those who are unable to practice—