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 ancient Emperor's tomb... was gone!

On the desolate continent, experts stood there in a daze as they stared at the empty pit.

The lips of some of the experts holding tokens quivered under their black robes.

Now that the ancient Emperor's tomb was gone, what was the use of them holding tokens?

The Emotions in their hearts were extremely strange and complicated.

What exactly did that young holy son do to the ancient tomb?

This could be the ancient great emperor's tomb. There were supreme opportunities and secrets, so how could it be gone just like that?

After a long silence, a strange atmosphere hovered above everyone.

Everyone was at a loss. What was the purpose of their gathering here?

They had gathered here for the tomb of the ancient Emperor and the opportunity within it.

In the end, everything had been moved away at this moment.

Chapter 393 -- the world’s protective powers disappear