Fifty thousand years ago, Gu Xinghe killed the sky and left, and the ancient world was cut off.
Forty thousand years ago, demons entered the world, and humans used flesh and blood to carve out ancient times.
Thirty thousand years ago, the Valkyrie burned all her skills.
Twenty thousand years ago, Wuxin slaughtered hundreds of millions of people, refined fifty-two soul clothes, and declared himself eternal.
Now, the way of heaven has revived, the three realms have split into a sea of stars, wormholes are connected, monsters are knocking at the door, and the demon world is watching. The federation uses all the people to raise gu, just to give birth to another king who can support the human world in a desperate situation.
On the edge of the Desolate Star, in a dilapidated mental hospital, a madman who called himself "Sword Sect" woke up.
His eyes were blank, he would fall when walking, and he would practice swordsmanship with branches. He could only repeat one sentence: "I am the Sword Sect."
No one knows that he was once the most terrifying butcher in ancient times.
No one knew that this madman who was regarded as a joke by everyone had a hidden path that had not been explored in five epochs.
When the black market began to purchase the Soul Stone at high prices, when the Federation, the Demon Realm, and the Demon Realm simultaneously set their sights on the Desolate Star, when a group of lunatics were forced to have no way out, Wu Xin had no choice but to hold the sword again.
This time, he wasn't asking if he could win.
But if the sky really crushes me, if this road really cuts off me, if all living beings really have no way to go
Then, what can God do to me?
