The sky had been perfectly clear, but suddenly dark clouds rolled in. On Purple Cloud Mountain, two people faced off on an ancient altar. Liu Xiaoshuai, dressed in a Taoist robe and holding an ancient bronze sword, stood on the altar and pointed at the sky, seeming intent on drawing the power of lightning into the ritual to completely break the fate that bound him.
"That's enough, Xiaoshuai. Why are you still so stubborn? This method won't work," Wu Shisheng said angrily as he looked at him.
"You don't understand, Lao Wu! I've waited long enough for this. I've found everything I need. As soon as the lightning strikes, my fate will change completely, and you say this method won't work? How much have I sacrificed for this goal? I've nearly lost my life several times. And now you want me to give up? Just watch. This moment is destined to be a success."
"Do you know how many people you've accidentally harmed with this plan? Old Hong, Cai Hua'er, Xizi... They all lost their lives because of you. It's not too late to turn back now. This method defies the laws of Heaven, and it is destined to end..."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
This book is written a little too realistically.