The fireworks in Tianqi City in the north have not yet dissipated, but frost has accumulated on the eaves of Xueluo Villa for seven years. Xiao Se caressed the cracks on the Wuji Stick, and the appearance of peace in the world was torn apart by a blood-stained secret letter - "The remnants of the Qinglong Society are still there, and there are changes in the Apocalypse Underground Palace." Lei Wujie's fire technique scorched hundreds of miles of scorched earth in the extreme northern wilderness, and Wuxin, who was supposed to be in charge of Hanshui Temple, was actually witnessed drinking with the dead soldiers of Nanjue in the ghost market of the Western Region.
A chess game spanning three generations has quietly restarted: the overseas Penglai assassins who disappeared fifty years ago, the "Ember Prophecy" on the last page of the Eternal Night Scroll, and the sixth prince who jumped from the Thousand Gold Platform with no body left... When the black iron coffin engraved with the seal of King Langya was unearthed from the ground of Leijiabao, where Sikong Qianluo's silver gun pointed, twelve sky-shattering crossbows were aimed at his former young comrades.
This time, it is no longer a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse who rides the rivers and lakes. The blood-stained secret book of Rakshasa Hall was turning in the wind, and the last page was written in a familiar handwriting: "If you want to break this situation, kill Xiao Se first."
