Mystic Clan of the P

A violent tremor abruptly jolted Lu Jiangxian awake.,Below sat a small patch of straw-thatched huts and vast fields of rice.,"What is this, swallowing the essence of the sun and moon Are there really immortals in this world, with miraculous divine powers, monsters, and ghosts" He was shocked, thinking to himself, "What have I become, a spirit"。