This is a world of practice.
When a martial artist clenches his fist, the mountains and rivers move; when a Taoist opens his talisman, the gods are his servants. All living beings are chess pieces.
Jiang Shang wakes up quietly on the hospital bed. Unknown dangers are lurking in the dark. Who are the eyes behind him?
Jiang Shang sighed helplessly. What else could he do as he was weak and helpless?
He had no choice but to turn on the cheat device silently.
"System, I want to top up money!"
…
Many years later.
Jiang Shang punched out, and the punch exploded into the void for thousands of miles. Immortals and gods fell like rain all over the sky, leaving only a sigh that no one could hear.
"Why are you forcing me?!!"
