This is a world where the lines on a craftsman's palm are closer to the "way of heaven" than the code of immortality cultivation.
Fang Yan, an apprentice from Anvil City, held a ruler without a scale. His master said: "First measure yourself, then measure others, and finally measure the partiality of this world."
At that time, the defenders of the old order were standing high in the city of rules, casting the living methods of billions of creatures into the mold of death; the elders of Tianyan Palace declared coldly: "Weak weapons must be eliminated, this is the law of nature."
A war about "what is a human being, what is a weapon, and what is a public spirit" is already doomed when the fire is first lit.
