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

His aura wasn't strong, and it was even a little obscure. However, the Purple Qi that lingered around him made people extremely fearful and fearful.

The saint of the human race... had returned from the depths of the starry sky!

Outside the passageway of the ninth heaven.

The old man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

His eyes flickered with thousands of rays of light.

He stared at the sky and took a deep breath.

As he looked at the figure that was slowly returning from the Purple Mist, his face was filled with endless excitement.

The XUANCANG old man was no stranger to Saints. He had received guidance from a saint and was able to cultivate to his current level thanks to the guidance of a saint.

He wasn't the only one. Many quasi-saints of the human race had received guidance from a saint.

Be it Xiao Yaozi or Daoist Tong Gu, they were all half students of a saint.

Chapter 660, the shock of the saint