He is a rare genius in Tianxuan Continent for thousands of years. He achieved Mahayana at the age of three hundred and is only one step away from ascension.
On the eve of the tribulation, his most trusted senior brother pierced his heart with a sword.
"The Nine Revolutions of Chaos Art was originally mine."
When he opened his eyes again, he became an ordinary college student on earth.
Thin spiritual energy? The meridians are all gone? Everyone laughs at you?
Lin Xuan smiled.
With the Nine Revolutions of Chaos Art, all energy is unified, so why worry about the thinness of spiritual energy?
From campus to city, from secret realm to foreign land, from earth to Tianxuan Continent...
He walked step by step and uncovered shocking secrets one after another.
Was his death really just because of jealousy?
Who set up the boundaries of the Three Realms?
Is there a higher realm above the ninth level?
The day he stood in front of Yun Chenzi again——
"Senior brother, after three hundred years, you have only made this little progress?"
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