Thousands of years ago, with the help of the system, Lin Xuan created the Xuanmen, established the Alchemy Palace, and asked for immortality.
He forcibly opened up a spiritual path for the desolate Dongzhou, and his legends are everywhere.
As the system disappeared, Lin Xuan, who left countless legends in the world of immortality, also chose to live in seclusion.
In this way, ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
Until one day at dusk when the setting sun was stained with blood, Bai Qingge, a young girl covered in injuries, fell into the forbidden area.
She clutched the shattered sect leader's order tightly in her arms: "The Li family colluded with the Haotian Clan... To destroy my Xuantian inheritance, please come out and take control of Xuantian..."
"The chess piece I buried back then turned into a knife that stabbed me." Lin Xuan's spiritual veins that had been ups and downs for thousands of years roared: "Today I come out of seclusion to change the rules of this world."
That day, the tomb collapsed and all the monsters died.
On that day, an astonishing picture was reflected in the Haotian Mirror, the sacred weapon of the Haotian Clan, the overlord of Zhongzhou:
The Xuantian Totem, which was supposed to be dying, is burning in the sky of the Eastern Wasteland...
