Red Dust Sword Immortal: I Have Guarded This Race for Three Thousand Years

Three thousand years ago, the great emperor of the human race died in battle, and the nine divine cauldrons of luck were taken away. The human race was reduced to the blood of all races, and their spines were broken. Gu Changsheng stood in the ruins of the Imperial Pass, and at the cost of his own Taoist foundation, he forcibly retained the last trace of fire in the human race, and then sat in the Taichu Jianzong Scripture Collection Pavilion, painting the ground as a prison, and retreated to cultivate his mind. Three thousand years later, the iron cavalry of the Sirius Dynasty crushed the mountain gate, trying to snatch the last sword scripture, and held the human genius as a slave. That day, the wind and snow suddenly stopped. A white-haired old man who had been sweeping fallen leaves for three thousand years gently leaned on the bamboo broom and walked out of the shadows. "The human race has no great emperor, and eternity is like a long night?" "I, Gu Changsheng, have guarded this human world for three thousand years. Today I am leaving seclusion, not to become an immortal, but to settle my blood debt to all the heavens and worlds!" The nine swords in the box screamed in unison. The first sword slashed the nineteen continents of Guanghan and wiped out three hundred thousand cavalry! The Kyushu Cauldron returns to its throne, and the second sword rebuilds the backbone of the race and teaches gods and demons of all races to kneel down and beg for mercy! ​I am Gu Changsheng, the last door in this world. Anyone who crosses this line will have his spirit and soul destroyed; anyone who offends our clan will be killed no matter how far away!