My Eyes Were Dug Out at the Beginning, and I Will Be Arbitrary for Eternity.

One sentence makes me become a noble person, and the eternal loneliness makes my tears flow dry up. What is reflected in the double eyes is not the vastness of the world, but the bloody oath corroding the bones, carrying the bronze coffin, and going alone to the dead end paved with the bones of the emperor. Where the sword energy points, the stars and rivers collapse, and the imperial road is stained with crimson clouds; holding up the sky with a single palm, the eternal river stops flowing! Suddenly looking back, the world behind him... Only the void was left sobbing. The bones of the imperial journey spread to the end of time... There are enemy chiefs who are ferocious, with angry eyes; there are even old friends with warm faces and eternal smiles... All turned into dust, all turned into inscriptions. At the end of the day, I am alone. The fairy sword is in hand, and the cold light swallows up the stars in the sky; the back is like a mountain, which alone blocks the weight of the survival of billions of human beings. The long wind howls along the Imperial Road, rolling up the petals all over the sky. They are as scarlet as blood and swirl like snow, covering the journey along the Imperial Road... At the end of the sea of flowers on the other shore, only the shadow of the remaining emperor remains, withered with eternity. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.