In a fleeting instant of endless time, how many bones soaked in blood have been buried?
As the years drift by, how many heroes have been laid to rest?
The years of youth shatter, black hair turns white; tearful eyes cling to illusions as rain veils the sky.
A beauty sighs at the mortal world, her heart lingering over the world of mortals and immortals.
Once, a Dao existed between Heaven and Earth. It gave rise to all life, yet turned its back on the people, and crimson blood stained the ages.
Now, a brilliant era has arrived.
Talented young prodigies emerge, heroes rise in every corner, and a hundred clans vie for supremacy. On this path of cultivation, who in this generation
will ascend the bloodstained altar of spirits and prove themselves an Emperor or Sovereign?
And who will find the true path hidden in the mist and bring dawn to the ancient past and the present?
Ahhh 😭 I love the first two parts of the prologue so much! I wonder how Xiao Wu and Shui'er fared in the main story 🥺😢
A good book worth reading