In the long, silent, and cold endless years, I lurk like a ghost. For thousands of years, the will will never die. I can feel the hundreds of millions of resentful spirits flowing in the long river. Even if the years are ruthless, they can annihilate the mountains, rivers and the earth, and the strong men of all generations. However, your resentful spirits have been lingering on the long river of Suifeng. Condensed into a sky-cutting sword, he wanted to destroy the fierce sky suppressing the dome. I hereby swear an oath to destroy the evil heaven and set your souls free. When the war drums of the sacred mountain beat and the sky turns red again, the ghost will wake up. New student, here I come. Dream, wait for me!
Too much water in the back