This book is not a piece of waste material. His lazy eyes are ancient and unruffled. No one can escape his perception. His left hand is covered with blood. His sword is shrouded in the power of ghosts and gods. There are countless corpses under his feet. They are all souls who died under his most powerful swordsmanship. The path he took was unstoppable. The sword in his hand cut off all obstacles. The beauty behind him gave him the gentlest arms. His name is - Liang Yue!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
