The street thug Bai Yu has a chance encounter with a charlatan old monk and accidentally learns an ancient and mystical skill from the divine realm known as the "Great Vow Heart Sutra," which focuses on cultivating the soul.
It seems as if fate has its own plans, as Bai Yu finds himself transported to the Shenzhou Continent, where cultivation is mainstream, becoming a bona fide useless young master. However, after discovering the existence of a unique type of soul called "War Soul" on the Shenzhou Continent, Bai Yu, who possesses this unparalleled mystical skill for cultivating the soul, embarks on a fierce journey in this different world. Watch how the once-useless Bai Yu navigates this new world, turns the tide, collects the strongest War Souls, and uses martial prowess to break through the heavens above!
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After digesting two cups of Snow Dragon Blood, Bai Yu couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. The Snow Dragon Blood was no ordinary substance, and the process of completely changing one's blood wasn't something that could be accomplished in just a day or two. Bai Yu was fully aware of this. He wasn't worried about his physical body, but he clearly understood that the pain caused by the integration of Snow Dragon Blood into his bloodstream was not something an ordinary person could endure. Even for him, to keep persevering was nothing but a fool's dream. If he were to immerse himself in that intense pain for an extended period, Bai Yu believed he would be driven insane by the agony. Even if he didn't die from a qi deviation explosion, his mental state would be utterly devastated!
At this moment, the Chu Yun Mountain Range, in Bai Yu's eyes, could only be described as riddled with holes. He didn't know when it had happened, but more than half of the mountain range had been destroyed. Looking from where Bai Yu was, one could clearly see a pale black barrier had taken the place of the Chu Yun Mountain Range. Within that pale black barrier, several black streaks of light moved swiftly. Faint black Xuan Qi constantly erupted from those figures, stabilizing the shaky black barrier. On top of that pale black barrier, thick dark green vines, almost black in color, were being cut into pieces, completely devoid of life.
