The Sword Points to the Catastrophe

Once to see a relative, an accident occurred. Jiang Ye, who had nowhere to turn, made up his mind after seeing the writing on a piece of paper. "Do you want to embark on the journey of cultivating immortals, flying with a sword, and traveling in the vast world?" "Or is it like a monk to slay demons and protect the Tao, to protect the peace of one party?" "Have you ever aspired to become a strong man who established a sect like the Immortal Family and was admired by thousands of people?" "If you have this wish, then come to Fengfeishan." Just because the weak preyed on the strong, Jiang Ye's hatred suddenly rose when he saw hope, and a voice actually appeared in his mind: "Ding dong! It has been detected that the host's hatred level is full. In this huge world of cultivating immortals, the strong are the most respected. If the host wants to enter the path of cultivating immortals, click YES. If not, click NO. There are three seconds left to choose." "Three" "two" "one" "The countdown is over. Since the host has not made a choice, the system defaults to the fact that the host does not need it!" How far can Jiang Ye go on his own without the help of the system? (Stay tuned) (Not holy mother, hypotension)