Tianqiong Shaojun

Chu Yun has no ambitions, nor the desire to risk his life to become a strong man. He just wants to protect his three-acre land and watch others struggle. Everything starts from the heavy snowfall that year... Seventeen years ago, a vision appeared in the sky, the blue dragon appeared holy, the red bird spread its wings, God blessed the human race, and the emperor's son was born. More than twenty years later, the young man who had experienced death and calamity reappeared in the Nine Heavens. There was an uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth, the same body and soul, but different. "All the people in the world?" The young emperor walked past the corpses of everyone. "The overall situation of the human race?" The bloody arrows penetrated the chests of those who understood the righteousness. "What does it have to do with me?" The young man chuckled playfully, and took the throne amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.