"Immortals should not caress my crown. Why should I suffer from immortality if my hair is knotted?"
In the thirteenth year of Yongye, the jade steps of Zhenbei Palace were stained with blood. The prince Chen Cangsheng fled with the evil sword [Feng Gu] on his back, only to realize that he was actually a living scabbard raised by the emperor. The 500-year-old layout of the sword pavilion has emerged: with the blood of the royal family as the vessel, the heroes of the world as the food for the sword, eighty-one divine weapons are raised. When Chen Zangsheng's right eye turned into jade and his spine turned into a sword, he found that his adoptive father's bones were embedded in the altar, his biological mother's chalcedony was condensed into a Pisces pendant, and three hundred sword puppets with the same face as himself were traversing the mountains and rivers.
In this game of immortality where the dynasty is the chessboard and the common people are the focus, the immortal heart of the master brother of the Zhidao Sect is planted with the remnant soul of the sect leader, the soul boy of Tianmu Mountain is wrapped in the skin of the old monster of reincarnation, and the Bodhi tree of Qianhua Temple is full of human face fruits. Every time Chen Zangsheng cuts off a golden thread of fate, an extra bone will appear on the sword bone. When the Divine Sword Guard penetrated the Nine Layers of the Palace, he realized that the real Heavenly Sword had already been soaked in the soul of the sword by the fetal blood he cried fifteen years ago - the largest god-killing weapon in the world was originally the most evil fetus that should have been born.
