Immortal Sacrifice

Others cultivate for one day, and he cultivates for ten. Others absorb spiritual energy into their bodies, but he can retain barely a tenth of it. So five years passed, and he was still the most inconspicuous odd-job disciple in the Taiqing Sect. Until one night, a streak of violet light from an age beyond time entered his body. From then on, he read the patterns of heaven and earth, and borrowed the mountains and rivers to form arrays. Your cultivation is higher than mine? Then I'll make your spiritual energy kill you for me. Many years later, when the Nine Hells lay shattered and the myriad heavens were stained with blood, Lin Chen finally understood: Someone had calculated all this in an age beyond time. And the ancient grand array that had buried countless immortals had finally awaited its last sacrifice. With this offering, may all immortals meet their end.