One dollar, one hundred and twenty-eight thousand, six hundred years.
One thousand and eight hundred years.
Just countless Yuanhui ago, an evil spirit that could devour the true spirit of all things appeared, breaking the harmony between heaven and earth.
At this time, an immortal from the great realm of freedom appeared and killed all these evil spirits.
Then I, the immortal, drove the evil spirits out of this world, only to find that there were countless such evil spirits.
In order to prevent them from invading the world again, the immortal picked up a branch and cut it into the shape of a sword, and cut off the simple way and incorporated it into the sword.
He named it Chang'an and inserted it outside the world. The sword energy transformed into it was enough to withstand countless Yuanhui.
But he stepped into the sky to find the source of evil spirits.
Later generations built a Great Wall based on that sword.
Countless people set foot on the city just for the peace of the world behind them.
