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

Lu fan sat on the Thousand Blade Chair. The island in the center of the lake floated on the Origin Lake, like an immortal island in the sky.

He was dressed in white, his clothes fluttering in the wind. He was placing a stone on the spiritual pressure chessboard. His movements were elegant, neither fast nor slow.

As he placed the stone, it was as if there was a mysterious spiritual wave spreading out, causing the strength of Lu Fan's soul to continuously become stronger.

It was a game of go, and it seemed as if mountains and rivers were sweeping over.

Lu fan slowly exhaled, raised his hand, and the bronze wine cup floated over. He held the wine cup and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth. The wine entered his throat, and he felt a bit relaxed.

The Lake Heart Island seemed a bit deserted. Ning Zhao, Ni Yu, and the others all went to the nine prisons secret area to explore, hoping to break through.

Chapter 293, who comprehended the dao intent?