The Supreme Master Holds The Talisman

O vast and boundless earth, where can my human race find a place!

He had never imagined that he would arrive in the world of ancient myths, nor could he have anticipated that the human race would be so precarious in the face of the ancient hundred clans

Until he saw the ten suns in the sky and shot an arrow at the sun

That year, he thought he was holding only a seed, little did he know it was the entire world

Yang Sanyang has traveled through time and found himself holding a bow, with ten suns suspended in the sky

There is another person holding a large clock, looking at me with fury. Fellow friends: Should I shoot it out? Waiting anxiously online...

This is a story of a human struggling to survive in the primordial world