The Mastermind Behind the Scenes: Everyone's Wild Theories

Since this boring world has no fighting energy, no magic, and no Ultraman, I'll, Qi Yun, write an exciting script to change it. Beneath the firmament, the Perfected Lord of Qingyuan and Miaodao wields a three-pointed, double-edged spear, his Samadhi True Fire consuming the darkness. Above the Breath Soil, a mysterious figure in black robes commands calamities with his left hand and plagues with his right, bent on destroying gods and Buddhas. "This is China Central Television. This is China Central Television. As you can see, the battle between the Celestial Court and the Netherworld has reached its climax. What will become of humanity?" Qi Yun lies on the sofa, picking at his toes and eating potato chips. He frowns. "This isn't working. It still lacks some punch. Those two idiots haven't understood what I meant at all. Xiao Ha, you're up." The husky transforms into the Divine Hound Xiaotian and charges into the sky!