Raising his sword astride his horse and waving the ghost rain, mountains and birds piled high with bones startle back. Things in the world are like tides and people are like water. Only a few people in the rivers and lakes return. In the deep and dark universe, various civilizations thrive but kill each other. At the end of the starry sky, there is a vast world. There is no end to the road ahead. You can climb the road to immortality and walk singing. Night falls in the heavens.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
