One thought becomes a god, shattering all the worlds, just to find that lost heartbeat.
In the battle at Tiandu Mountain, Shangguan Mo sealed the cracks of silence, and his soul was dragged into the endless void, leaving only his body lingering under Mo Yuan's sword. On the scabbard, black lines of annihilation spread silently like a countdown carved by the god of death.
In order to find him, three women whose fates were intertwined because of him embarked on a journey more desperate than death:
Every plane is a trial.
Every authority needs to be exchanged for a part of "self".
Emotions, memory, lifespan, divinity - they lost everything, but what they tempered was not the power to save the world, but a purer and crazier obsession:
"Even if the world becomes a tomb and time and space become a tomb, I will cut through life and death and take you home."
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It's not bad. I have published quite a few books. I hope you can find an area that you are good at and continue to work hard.