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

However, for the people in the immortal ruins, ten years passed by in a flash. They didn't feel much. They were more focused on increasing their strength.

Waves rose in the vast sea. The ripples spread out in all directions.

The origin waterfall stopped flowing, and the deafening roar dissipated into the ears of the world for the first time.

A rainbow light appeared at the origin waterfall that had stopped flowing.

It seemed auspicious, but also like a strange phenomenon.

Outside the boundless sea, the hearts of the cultivators who were sitting cross-legged and waiting were shaken. They raised their heads and looked at the origin waterfall.

They could not suppress the impulse in their hearts and stood up one after another.

"The origin waterfall has stopped flowing! are those people coming out?"

A nascent soul realm elder from Martial Emperor City said excitedly.

Chapter 372, bullying the weak when there are too many people?