I want to be taller than the sky, the sky sees me bending over, no matter how strong my strength is, how high my cultivation base is, even if he lays down millions of corpses, bloody thorns, and everything is buried, I will bow my head to the young master, this is the world that the young master descends from , I am the master. The Holy Venerable Art is a practice that bred eight realms, the remnant soul of a great sage, and the ancestor of all weapons, all gathered on a waste of the Xiao family, one step at a time, blood and tears, look at me How to have many incompetences, change fate against the sky, evolve a world, and write legends...