
About This Novel
The sword roared across the sky to the south, destroying the flying immortal, and all traces of people disappeared without leaving a trace. Purple air comes from the east to sway demons, and birds from thousands of mountains soar to the top. I listened to the spring rain in the small building all night, and the bright moon from the end of the world shone on me.
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