One hundred years after the Conferment of Gods ended, the Journey to the West had not yet begun. Facing the surging momentum and those familiar names, Su Xuan weighed the long knife in his hand and looked at the gods and Buddhas from a distance.
I can't be a chess piece, and neither can my people be chess pieces!
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I can give it five stars.
This book is very interesting. Don't stop updating it. It would be a shame if you stop updating it.