The mysterious ice cracked after ten thousand years, and Su Zhan woke up in front of the enemy's holy statue. The former executioner who massacred the clan has become a savior god worshiped by the common people. Blood feuds create monuments, and corpses pave the divine steps. He held the ancient bronze sword full of cracks tightly, and the warning bell of the Nine Immortal Sects rang throughout the world: "The devil Su Zhan... Is back!" In the wind and snow, he grinned, and the dragon's roar was hidden in the sword: "Wrong, I never left."
In the cold abyss of the far north, the orphan Han Xing was rescued by Su Zhan, dragging the mysterious ice sword that sealed the dragon scales, and survived alone in the frozen soil for eight years. With a breath of ruthless energy, he pierced through life and death, and tempered the edge of ice core in the absolute silence. There is an undercurrent in the Immortal Sect, and the murder case of that year is shrouded in mystery. Han Xing clenched his ice sword, behind him was the fire that Su Zhan was annihilating, and in front of him was the high throne of the false god that needed to be overturned.
In this world, it's time to hear the real dragon's roar.
