Jiuxiao Shenquelu

"Lin Mo, are you a loser worthy of being my Xiao Yuqing's fiancé?" In front of the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate, the girl threw a divorce note in the face of the former genius, and behind her stood the young sect leader of the Xuantian Sect. Three years ago, he was the proud son of heaven that the sect hoped for, but now he has become a useless person who is worse than a handyman. No one knew that the remnant soul of the ancient divine beast Nine Netherworld Birds slept in Lin Mo's body. It was this supreme existence that sucked up his cultivation, but also gave him the possibility to reach the top again. That night, in the deepest part of the Sutra Pavilion, a piece of "Nine Transformations Mysterious Art" that had been dusted for thousands of years automatically flew into his hands... From then on, there was a legend in Jiuzhou Continent that made all the geniuses tremble. He conquered the ancient beasts as his mount, and leveled the enemy's mountain gate with one man and one sword; he cracked the lost secret realm and obtained the inheritance of ancient power; the "Mingque Pavilion" he built became a behemoth to compete with the super sects. But a bigger crisis is approaching. A once-in-a-ten thousand-year spiritual energy tide is coming, the boundaries of the Nine Continents are about to be broken, and the demons outside the territory are watching with eager eyes. When all the forces were fighting for self-protection, that loser who was once looked down upon by everyone stood at the forefront of protecting Jiuzhou. "Back then you laughed at me as a waste, but today I will let you know who is the savior of this world!" Lin Mo stepped on the Nine Netherworld Bird, and millions of spirit beasts behind him roared, heading towards the torn sky...