To be born with a soul seed is a sin. He was chained at the bottom of the cliff for seventeen years, his soul was refined, and he was raised like an animal, waiting to be fed to those so-called geniuses. In everyone's eyes, he deserved to be eaten. On the altar, the soul will be broken. A drop of blood lit up the birthmark on his chest. Go to hell, go to hell. No cultivation, no respect, just burning the sky! He wants to overthrow this cannibalistic world and crush all those high and holy places! Heaven sends thunder and punishment? Swallowed the tempered body! Enemy to the whole world? Then kill! Devour the enemy's Taoist base and use war to support war! One man, one sword, burned all the wasteland, and the blood debt was paid with blood.
