The fate of the Dayin Dynasty declined, the spiritual veins of Jiuzhou dried up, demons were rampant, and the sects were divided.
In a ruined temple in the snowfield in the north, a young girl named Ye Fenge woke up from an ice coffin, wrapped in blood and with all her memory lost.
The sword-shaped mark on the palm of his hand was burning hot, and all forces moved on hearing the news, chasing and killing him continuously, and his life was like a piece of grass.
I accidentally got a golden finger, and the sword mark in my palm can connect the ancient sword skills to the dream of the burning palace.
Every night when I dream, I can glimpse the secrets of the previous dynasty, learn the lost swordsmanship, and awaken to reality simultaneously.
Others who have practiced hard for ten years are not as good as her who suddenly realized in a dream, learned the sword in the cold pool, killed the enemy in the ghost market, and changed her fate against the will of heaven.
While others were still fighting for the fragments, she had already followed the clues in her dreams and pointed directly at the Kunlun Ruins Sword Tomb.
The day when the three fates gather together is the time to hold the sword and aspire to conquer the world. Who said that the daughter of a deposed concubine cannot become the emperor?
Nine continents are about to collapse, but with a sword in her hand, she can burn the sky, prove the truth, and redefine the world!
