Li Hongtian

A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right.
Someone once became the last one to wield a knife that could decapitate huge dragons and bathed in dragons’ blood. Someone once loved treating others to chicken soup, so he kept nine phoenixes in his backyard. Someone once sat lazily on the top of mountains as his words flooded river banks, and his qi could hold a million soldiers back. Someone once moved mountains and shifted hills with just one brush, his paintings so captivating it could enchant immortals and deities. That year, the warmth of spring made the flowers bloom. They were merely an ordinary butcher, a bookworm, a chicken farmer and a poor artist. This is the story of how a Low Level Martial World Continent was transformed into the Ultimate Fantasy Universe. 


Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Outside, there was a bleak snowstorm.

Jiang Li wore a coat of silver armor, frozen blood still stuck to it. He had his hands cupped together, bowing forward with a resolute expression.

The last time he had mentioned his desire to retire from his duties, he had been thrown into prison by Yuwen Xiu.

Jiang Li's mind was racing with thoughts.

Tantai Xuan observed Jiang Li for a long time.

"Brother Jiang must be very tired."

Tantai Xuan sighed. He was the descendant of a military family and had continued to uphold his family's honorable military traditions. In truth, Tantai Xuan could tell that Jiang Li was a lazy person by nature. He was someone who enjoyed peace and quiet, who enjoyed being carefree.

He loved quietly sitting on a small stool, sipping on a bowl of delicious chicken soup.

First Personal Experience with an Immortal Encounter