I Sell Offal in a Fantasy World, and the Empress Begs Me to Eat Soft Rice

In the outer space, two mysterious people are fighting to the death. "Di Que, you have failed." The white-haired man stood with his hands behind his back, his whole body bathed in endless divine light. Although he seemed to be safe and sound, he actually suffered serious injuries that were difficult to heal. "Hmph, how can you be any better? If you are struck by my sword, even your powerful soul will be destroyed." "I know your methods, let's compete again after a thousand years!" The cold consciousness came out again, it was another person's unwillingness. The body was blasted into pieces, and even the soul was shattered. As he was dying, the broken sword turned into light and shadow that filled the sky, scattering in all directions. Like a meteor, it fell to all parts of the universe. "Hey, when you and I are like this, can't we still understand reincarnation?" "Farewell..." The white-haired man shook his head and turned around helplessly. Since then, he has disappeared. Some people say that they once saw him on an ancient star, selling beef offal at a roadside stall, with a trendy hairstyle and strange clothes... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.