There Is a Calamity in Cultivating Immortality

The golden wings are the walls, and the blood tigers are the screen. Wandering for thousands of lives, he transformed into a star. Only then did we know that the Three Realms were a siege, and there was no one left to live in. Carrying the oath of mountains and seas, countless people died for it. After all his blood and tears were shed, he chose the path of rebellion. Finally, he realized that this was a bad situation. He had set it up with his own hands. In an instant, his head turned gray. Where should he go... A world of immortals and heroes