A top assassin falls. An absolute emperor is born. The earth is stained with blood, crows rise in flocks, and the sky turns pitch-black. He grips a Tang saber and wears blood-red armor. His golden eyes radiate boundless authority as he sits atop a mound of corpses, drinking and watching a vast army charge toward him. His expression unchanged, he draws his blade and slays his enemies. To his foes, he is the messenger of death. To the people, he is the bearer of happiness. His name is Ye Hai. He travels freely between planes, gathers beauties, and changes the plot. Everything is decided according to the protagonist's wishes.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
