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

They had actually died in such a strange manner?

The origin waterfall that flew straight down gave off an ear-splitting roar, like a river of stars pouring down from the sky.

A bone-piercing chill spread from the bottom of everyone's feet.

That was a nascent soul stage cultivator who had reached the mastery stage!

He had actually died in the immortal ruins in such a strange manner..

The death of a nascent soul stage cultivator was like an icy cold rain that fiercely slapped onto everyone's face.

Even du Longyang, Ye Shoudao, and the Empress revealed expressions of shock.

Because even they couldn't see how this nascent soul stage cultivator actually died!

What kind of great crisis was hidden behind the origin waterfall? !

The gaze that the nascent soul stage revealed at the last moment was so helpless and despairing.

Chapter 363, the people of White Jade Capital had arrived!