
About This Novel
At the beginning of the star and the beginning of the month, Ling Wanqing was at a loss, asking why he could exist in troubled times. Who can stop my sword? The left hand holds the fallen leaves and the mortal world, the right hand holds the ancient heaven and the eternal earth, punishing all the desolate places in the world, as if I am not a god.
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