章節 447: This Is Great

The Jiuzhou Continent was in the center of the Xuantian Realm. This was the world of the martial artists. From lowest to highest, they were divided into nine realms: warrior, master, grandmaster, martial lord, martial king, martial emperor, martial king, sovereign of war, and god of war.

The once-child prodigy, Ye Aotian, had started cultivating his qi at three years old. He became a warrior at age twelve and a master at fourteen but had lost his ability to cultivate at fifteen. Because he no longer needed to cultivate. He had already become the one and only god of war in the world!

He was the god of war, Ye Aotian!

From then on, he traveled the world, enjoying all the beauty and riches. As a legend, he passed many years.

Now, at the bank of the West Lake of Hangzhou, a youth stood there with his hands behind his back. He gazed at the beautiful scene but his eyes seemed lonely and sad. They seemed filled with thousands of seasons and solitude.