I Can't Speak, but the Heavens Respect Me as a Young King

[No system + decisive killing + invincible background + passionate and refreshing text + group portraits of partners] Shen Yan is a deaf-mute. He couldn't hear the noise of the world, and he never opened his mouth to explain. But there are always strange things appearing around him. A black cat that refuses to leave. An old yellow dog of unknown origin. A crow that doesn't look too serious at all. There is also a group of people who are hard-spoken and soft-hearted, each carrying their own past. People in the world draw Qi into their bodies and open their houses to condense their appearance. Shen Yan took a road that no one had ever walked before. He uses his bones as his house and his body as his furnace. When Shen Yue's heavy ax really fell into his hand, the Dharma, the sect and the ancient evil spirits blocking the way began to fall one by one. Everyone said that Shen Yan had no sect, no family, and no backers. Until three evil altars overwhelmed the situation. A black-armored figure bound by heavy chains crossed the distant border and landed in Qingzhou. The strong man bowed his head. The evil altar will be destroyed in ten breaths. The being who dominated the world knelt down on one knee in front of Shen Yan. "The pro-troops are late." "Young Master, please punish me." That day, the world finally understood—— Shen Yan has no backer. Because the most terrifying group of people in the world are his backers. And the seemingly ordinary companions around him are far from being as simple as they appear. This is a story that starts from a small border town and moves to a wider world step by step.