Last night, I heard that the Great Dao was here. Seeing through gratitude and grudges, I can roam free. I will cut down the chief culprit, brush off my sleeves, and leave. Gratitude, resentment, love, and hatred have no end. Even if immortality were within my grasp, I could still cast it aside. I swear I will not stop until every enemy is dead. Even if I shoulder a thousand sins, I will have no regrets.
Two young men, seeking to avenge their families, made two different choices and threw the continent into turmoil. The human race, the demon race, and the witch race had all been plotting for a long time. The winds and clouds suddenly changed, and heaven and earth mourned together~
Everyone is welcome to comment. I started this book several years ago and now I want to finish it. I hope you all like it. It's not about repeatedly fighting monsters and upgrading, but about writing about life. Whether it's the protagonist or the supporting role, they should be full-bodied and flesh-and-blood.