Untolerated by heaven, a boy was restricted by the most powerful spell. He accidentally acquired a painting inhabited by nine souls that claimed to be immortal. Then, the legend of a strong young man who violated heavenly principles against the course of nature began.
The sun re-emerged from the darkness. Sunset City had returned to its former beauty.
Ling Xian floated in midair, supported by a giant pair of snowy wings, shielded by a glamorous golden armor and holding a magnificent halberd. He appeared to have descended from the top of nine Heavens.
The dark, gargantuan mountain was no more.
The entire city descended into a state of shock.
Mouths fell open. The spectators went mute. No one could believe what they had just witnessed.
After a long moment of pause, the crowd began to wake up from this dream.
"My goodness, how strong is this child? That was the Mayor’s Heaven-turning Stamp!"
"This is usually enough to kill multiple opponents. How can this kid break it so easily?"
"Impossible, just impossible!"
The crowd was overcome by a wave of unrest. Everyone was staring at the strange visitor in awe and amazement.
"Mayor of Sunset City, do you admit your defeat?"