[Traditional fantasy + no system + single female protagonist + passionate]
Above the nine heavens, the sacred platform stands majestically, its divine light shining like a star hanging upside down. The Merciless Immortal Emperor stood in the clouds, his blue shirt stained with blood, and his pale face reflected in the broken sword in his hand. There are mountains of corpses and bones beneath your feet, old friends and enemies, all turned to dust.
"Become a god only to become a slave?" He whispered, his eyes as sad as frost. At the end of the divine light, the power of eternity was calling, but he sneered: "In that case, I will cut off this sacred platform, so that there will be no gods here!"
The broken sword was raised, and the light of the sword was like a rainbow, piercing the sky. The divine platform collapsed, the divine light was annihilated, and the heaven and earth trembled. His figure disappeared in the light, and only a trace of his soul fell into reincarnation.
Thousands of years later, in the West Alley of Qingshi Town, Wang Tianyuan was leaning against an old locust tree, spinning a bamboo windmill in his hand. In this life, he no longer seeks immortality, but only wants to spend the mortal world with his daughter Wang Yueyao. However, when his daughter was bullied, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and sword energy loomed on his fingertips.
"No more pretending, let's show off." He chuckled, and the bamboo windmill turned into a sword shadow, "In this life, although I am a mortal, I am still the one who kills gods."
