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 sword was like a blooming green lotus. It was extremely elegant, and in an instant, it cut through the void, creating many cracks.

This sword was Lu Jiulian's ultimate sword.

His eyes were sparkling, and majestic energy surged out from every pore in his body, gathering into this sword.

Dao intent of destruction, Heaven and man as one, man and sword as one!

Lu Jiulian's essence, Qi, and spirit reached their peak at this moment.

From the start of his cultivation up until now, his accumulation of half-step mystic immortal realm had all been placed on this sword.

If it were a normal battle, Lu Jiulian would not be able to win against the cloud tribe's sacred ancestor.

After all, the cloud tribe's saint ancestor was not a weakling. He was an old antique who had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years. He was a saint ancestor of the upper realm's saint tribe.

Chapter 489. This Heavenly Dao punishment, Daddy will take it for you