Before the Sky Changes

The old man in Dahuang said: Don't raise your head when the crack opens. Thousands of years ago, the Eight Emperors went on an expedition and never returned. The boundary wall is decaying day by day, and cracks in the void are everywhere. Treasures fall from the cracks, as well as things that can eat people. The Shennong tribe lived deep in the wilderness around a well. There was an old tree beside the well, and the old witch often dried medicine under the tree. Yu was brought back from the scorched earth by the old witch. There was only a jade pendant in the swaddling clothes, engraved with one word - Yu. Half human and half demon, there is demonic energy in his blood. He was born full of Qi Hai, and at the age of eighteen he was still unable to cultivate the Taoist foundation. This year, the sky cracked. A diamond-shaped crystal smashed out of the crack and penetrated into his chest. He got the Space Avenue. Then, the Shennong tribe disappeared. The Flame Dragon Emperor from outside the territory slaughtered thirty-seven people with one projection. Yu buried the tribesmen and walked west. Xuanyuan City, Golden Mountain. Some people go west for peace in the world. He is not. He just wanted to find a place to practice Taoism quietly. But in this vast wilderness, from east to west, there is no clean place. The monks fought over the heads of mortals, overturning half the street. Things outside the territory are falling down every day. Today it is a ferocious beast, and tomorrow it is the Flame Dragon Emperor. He walked all the way and watched all the way. At the end, he even laughed. If the world doesn't change, where can he practice Taoism? The sky is still cracking.