On this desolate continent strewn with bones, I have seen all living things, yet not the heavens. The Heavenly Dao is like an emperor’s death; curses cling like maggots to bone. The human world cycles through countless reincarnations, neither born nor destroyed. Immortality is a bone-eating obsession; darkness is the sorrow of light. Even gods and immortals suffer in boundless extinction. The turmoil at the border city marks the beginning of a great change in the world. After Ye Fengliu was struck by seventy-two bolts of lightning, he transmigrated, underwent a complete transformation, and attained the strongest path.
Good books, come on