The wildfire burns endlessly, the spring breeze blows again, and Chen Jiu's just world passes through some destructive turbulence. All the invading creatures on it die miserably, but they also leave the seeds of life.

This seed belongs to the most original meaning of life. Chen Jiuyi's mind is moving. In his own just world, the creatures that belong to justice begin to evolve.

There are ten thousand kinds of flowers, none of them are poisonous, none of them are spiritual, none of them are evil. Chen Jiu's just world gives people a sense of orthodoxy and harmony.

"Heterogeneous, you have to pay for your ignorance!" The giant tree of...