Long Yulang held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword in one hand, and held Fang Qin in the other hand who had just been killed by his sword. Looking up to the sky and roaring. The people of the world have failed me, and I have failed the people of the world. The immortals will kill me, and I will kill the immortals. The gods will destroy me, and I will destroy the gods. The demons abandoned me, and I killed the demons. I came here not for money, nor for women, but just to avenge my brother. I screamed at the top of my lungs, as if the world was shaking. . . . . . . . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
