Once upon a time, my sword was only for myself. One person would draw the sword and the other would kill.
Then, there was one person, one person to protect and one person to stay.
Wind, frost, rain and snow are all passers-by, but I am the only one who stays with me.
All races are resurrected, and the human race has been defeated many times. Just look at the sword that cuts through the sky. The boy who is looking for his father embarks on the road of cultivating immortals. He becomes an eternity from an ant, and he becomes a true immortal from a mortal!
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