Ye Qing picked up an ancient mirror covered with dust on a snowy night when he was about to be sacrificed——
Sacrifice the flesh and blood of monsters to obtain heavenly secrets, and harvest the incense of all living beings to seek the path to immortality.
When the bone staff was pointed at the throats of his family, the young man's palm ignited with Zhurong fire patterns, and he used his mortal body to activate the holy fire of the altar, burning through the lies:
"This position of great witch belongs to me!"
In the rise of the tribe, he controls the mysterious mirror, swallows souls, shapes totems, and plows the fire of civilization in the frozen soil where hair and blood drink;
In the immortal dynasty's struggle for hegemony, he understood the secrets of heaven, seized the dragon's veins, refined incense, and built an immortal foundation in the torrent of fighting among all races;
Until the iron hooves of the Northern Royal Court crush the border, and the Sanskrit sound of Buddhist monks fills the wasteland——
Ye Qing raised his head and looked through the Nine Heavens Tower, and the truth was reflected in the mirror:
"It turns out that the so-called calamity is just the time when the tables of gods and Buddhas change."
"Then I will establish the Immortal Dynasty, destroy the gods and Buddhas, and make humanity prosper for tens of thousands of years!"
