Hot blood spills across the blue sky; separated by life and death, I descend to the underworld.
Nine lives turn, the Ten Hells appear; a sea of corpses and blood seals the Divine Temple.
“Yanluo, this is your final life. Don’t fail again.”
Hearing the call, Yang He felt his soul ache once more. He roared, “Who are you? Who are you really? Even if everyone in the world says I can’t do it, I will never say that about myself!”
