(No System, no invincibility, not a wish-fulfillment story, no transmigration)
A young man stood alone atop a mountain, looking down on all beneath him.
A peach blossom, a flowering branch.
He cut through the world’s suffering and fought millions across the land.
When he finally looked back, all that remained behind him was a field of bones.
…
“Is this still me?”
The innocent boy who once lived on Yunluo Mountain
was gone forever.
…
Many years later,
a tale spread across the world:
Beyond the heavens, there is a peach tree growing atop a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Twelve figures can just barely be seen below it.
“Who are they?”
(Note: This is a fantasy novel. The author made a mistake and couldn’t change the names back.)
