"When the blood moon sets, the flowers on the other shore bloom, and the old friend is buried in the eternal night."
The blood moon flew into the sky, and all realms collapsed.
Li Xin held the blood-stained heavy sword tightly, with the burning royal city behind him and the corpses of gods beneath his feet.
He was once light, now he has become shadow.
Ao Yuan returned from the shackles of the abyss, his vertical pupils were cold and silent, and the Final Shadow Abyss Sword in his hand penetrated time and space.
"He is the king of the old days and the tribulation fire of the new world."
The new king will never allow the old king to survive!
Flowers bloom on the other shore, and the dead whisper.
The two walked through the broken throne, divine skeletons and dragon corpses, searching for the same answer at the end of thousands of worlds——
"Who deserves to live and who deserves to die?"
The king's power fell, the gods fell
The city was burned down by God, and the seven kingdoms fought bloody battles.
The Black King wakes up and the tide destroys the world
——This is a killing epic that spans life and death, time, space and cause and effect.
——There is no redemption, only the end.