In the southern part of Da Shikong, there was a young man who was in his meditative state. Around were dark rules that contained a hint of ferociousness and slaughter. No mortal could probably withstand the image he was showing, even if he did not show the slightest of his aura.
Strips of dark rules lingered around him as if they were his friends. These rules were even buzzing as though they were at a party with their only friend.
This young man was extremely one that was hard to come by. His face resembled the face of an immortal that had ruled over the heavens. The smoothness of his skin contrasted with the ferocious aura surrounding him. However, it seemed like he was not affected by these rules in the slightest.
Naturally, this man was Yang Lujia's first disciple!
Lin Diyu!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!