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

Outside the five Phoenix Sky, the atmosphere was cold and silent.

A new emperor was born, and the ancient Emperor was still alive. The emperor's might of the two collided with each other, forming a terrifying storm.

The two seemed to be destined to be enemies from the very beginning.

Becoming a golden immortal was the first emperor in millions of years in the ninth heaven. At this moment, Mi Jia's aura rose to the extreme.

Everything that he had dreamed of had come true at this moment.

His heart was like fire. He wanted to challenge the authority of the old days.

Ancient Emperor heavenly spirit floated in the air and looked down from above. His eyes carried a bit of pressure. It was the pressure from a superior.

He carried a coffin on his back and a majestic energy was wrapped around his body.

Chapter 548, I, Lu Ping ‘An, don’t like group fights