"A handle of ordinary iron dares to ask the heavens for its edge; a wisp of fire swears to burn the eternal night into the dawn."
"The eight realms are like a ladder. If you climb one step, you can bury a hundred thousand bones; the nine palaces are like doors. If you open them once, the old world will be shattered."
"All living beings are dust, and stars are hidden in the dust; a tower is built on the star, and people live in the tower."
"He was forging iron, but he wanted to overthrow the stars; she was keeping watch, but in the end she became the moon."
"The so-called eternity is nothing more than stitching together the scars of the world into a new sky."
In the cracks of endless chaos, there is a blacksmith shop that has been forgotten by the world. Sixteen-year-old Jiang Qingxiao wielded a hammer, thinking that he would only be able to make sickles and plowshares in his life. Until that day, a broken sword fell from the sky, shattering the eaves of his house and splitting open the barrier of the Chenyuan.
On top of the broken sword, the emperor-level broken scripture "Tai Cang Emperor Que" awakened. The young man was forced to leave his hometown and set out from the humblest world of Chenyuan, breaking into sects, setting foot on battlefields, crossing the sea of boundaries, and ascending to the Heavenly Palace - stepping on the bones of hundreds of millions of creatures every step of the way.
At the same time, Bai Haoyue, the last king of Youyue of the Nether clan, was reincarnated, bearing the seal of eternal night, and opened his eyes in the blood moon. If she dies, the eternal night will open; if she lives, all worlds will be buried with her. When the two meet, it is not a romantic redemption, but a bloody game: one wants to use her as a key, and the other wants to use him as a lock.
They join hands with the demon tribe's return to their ancestors, the spirit tribe's dream weaver, and the human tribe's military god to break into the ninth level of heaven.
