Three Hundred Poems from the Tang Dynasty Help Me Kill All the Worlds

[Kill the Fuso people first at the beginning]+[Shuangwen]+[Multiple women]+[Combat power ceiling] The grass on the original plain grows brighter and wither every year. The wildfires burned endlessly, and the spring breeze blew again. As the Tang poetry was read in Li Feng's mouth, endless withered grass appeared. As the fire burned, the Fusang warriors were burned to ashes, and not a single one was left...