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 black dragon cult made their move.

Those hidden forces launched an attack on the night of the imperial capital.

On the imperial capital's city walls.

A physical Tibet realm commander of the Xiang family army, whose body was covered in spiritual energy armor, shouted angrily.

A wisp of chilling white light shot out. As it passed by, the air seemed to be frozen.

A small hole the size of an index finger appeared between the brows of this commander of the body snatching realm. His blood was frozen, and it was stained with ice crystals.

Liu Yuanhao, who was wearing a black dragon robe, raised his hand, and there was a wisp of cold light burning on his finger.

Liu Yuanhao, who had comprehended dao intent, far surpassed the body snatching realm in terms of combat strength.

Even if it was only a sixth-grade dao intent, it would still greatly increase his combat strength.

Chapter 310, Lotus birth nine petals, evolving into a clone