In order to help my junior sister form an elixir, my fiancé personally drove me to a dead end on my wedding day.
I swallowed the ruthless elixir left by my mother, sucked the heartless person into a mummy with my own hands, and developed the fallen immortal demon mark between my eyebrows.
I founded Honglian to take in all abandoned and downtrodden women.
They said I was a madman and a karmic fire that brought destruction.
Only the sword master, whose white clothes were stained with blood, always stood in front of me and said he was willing to be the sharpest sword in my hand.
When I finally tore off the disguise of the "upper realm" and faced the corrupt heaven that controls the fate of all living beings.
He smiled and held my hand: "This time, I will accompany you, Killing Heaven."
