Wandao Lingzun

At the beginning of the prehistoric era, there were three thousand great realms, all heavens and myriad realms, one hundred thousand small worlds, and hundreds of millions of planes. All realms are prosperous, all realms are prosperous, and hundreds of millions of races are flourishing. But one day, the three thousand avenues collapsed and all realms withered... He returned from the edge of death and embarked on the path of cultivation. As a chess piece, he held the heaven-defying magic formula. My destiny is mine, blood stains all directions, and I will reach the top of the ultimate strength.