Arhat of Humanity

In the dim and damp mine shaft, Lu Ye walked forward with a mining basket on his back and a pickaxe in his hand.,Over the years, the Kyushu Continent has been ravaged by war. Every year, small forces like the Xuan Tian Sect are uprooted, but more emerge like mushrooms after rain, claiming territories and further muddling the situation.,A numbness spread through his chest, the sound of a bone cracking echoing in the air. Lu Ye cried out as he was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground.。