Lingfenglinfeng

A young man is still a young man even if he dies. There is no immortality, no immortality, and all things will perish. This is a prosperous age with an endless stream of peerless geniuses. This is also a life of despair. Success is forged with blood and tears, and the world is forged with war and fire. For all eternity, one young man is like a breeze blowing away the sins of the world. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.