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

The origin lake rippled, emitting waves of mysterious energy.

The incident with Ding Jiudeng had caught Lu fan's attention.

He put away the spiritual pressure chessboard and waved at the Little Yinglong who was wandering in the origin lake. The Little Yinglong's eyes lit up. It flapped its wings and landed on Lu Fan's shoulder.

The bamboo forest rustled, the morning chrysanthemum swayed, and the peach forest was quiet.

With a faint laugh, Lu fan got down from the White Jade Capital Pavilion at a moderate pace.

The rich spiritual energy enveloped the entire lake.

The yinglong gate floated quietly in the lake.

As the island in the center of the lake floated into the air, it became more and more ethereal and untouchable.

Many of the boaters on the North Luo Lake had disappeared.

This made the North Luo Lake more and more peaceful and relaxed.

Chapter 297, continue, don’t stop