Ten Thousand Races Banished Immortals: from Wasted Son-In-Law to Plane Supreme

Three years after marrying into his wife, Lin Chen's life was worse than that of the Su family's Corgi. On his birthday, he was thrown out of the divorce agreement. His mother-in-law smashed the succulent he had raised for two years, and even the community security guard dared to block the door and step on him. Everyone regarded him as a useless loser without a father and mother, waiting to see him get out of Jiangcheng and starve to death on the streets. No one expected that with a casual phone call, the top Zhao family in Jiangcheng would collapse overnight. The old jade pendant that had been worn on the chest for more than 20 years became more and more evil. The special envoy of the consortium knelt down and called the young master. The ancient martial arts master's legs were weak when he saw it. All the spirits in the world of cultivation paid tribute, and all the armies of all races bowed their heads. No one knows that he is the only legitimate son in the Hongmeng plane of the heavens. All those who stepped on him would sooner or later have to pay the price for their blindness.