(The story is very long and needs to be told from the beginning. Please read it patiently.)
"It's very dark late at night. It's so dark that I can't see the road ahead."
"The road was very quiet in the early morning. It was so quiet that I didn't know where to go."
Fu Lingfeng was born in this era of eternal peace, but he lives at the bottom of the world. He has suffered the cold eyes of the world. He is not willing to live like this, and he has overwhelming resentment in his heart.
But Fu Lingfeng was very lucky.
On a thunderstorm night, Fu Lingfeng traveled to a huge continent of immortal cultivation. There are countless opportunities here, where Fu Lingfeng can fully realize his ambition.
Looking at the end of the long river of countless epochs, He was dressed in white, with a shawl spread out, and blood flowers blooming on his forehead. There was a man and a cat on both sides.
He seemed to have noticed something, and looked back...
