Chaos first emerged, the prehistoric world collapsed, and the remaining flames of the war for the apotheosis of gods in the three realms burned out the glory of the immortals of the Jiejiao. The leader of Tongtian Cult is sitting in the Biyou Palace, holding the Four Swords of Killing Immortals, and has set up an array of ten thousand immortals to turn the tide, but is ultimately trapped in the chess game of heaven. Yuanshi Tianzun uses the power of Taishang Laojun, Jie Yin, and Zhunti to surround him from all sides, break the formation with Pangu flags, calm down with the Qiankun cauldron, and interweave the holy power of the sky to form a killing net.
Outnumbered and outnumbered, he was ultimately unable to catch him and was beaten in ragged clothes, without any trace of the majesty of a saint. When he raised his hand, the holy power that he used to turn his hands to make clouds and rain was gone, and his body was empty. Not to mention calling for wind and rain, even when he stood up, he felt sore all over, his meridians were blocked, and his Dantian was exhausted. His Taoism, which was all-encompassing, was completely dissipated under the secret calculation of time and space travel and Yuan Shi, and he became a mortal with no power to bind a chicken.
On the wild land, that lonely but unyielding figure faced the setting sun and stepped step by step into the unknown depths of the alien world. A legend of a saint falling into the mortal world and regaining control of the road to heaven has since begun.
