Ciyun Nunnery was stained with blood overnight, and three hundred bhikkhunis died silently. This is not a vendetta, but an announcement that the Shura Cult is back.
Its owner's name is Li Xiangdong.
He is not a crazy and bloodthirsty lunatic, nor is he a sinister man who indulges in lust. He has a deep palace and strange methods. He never thinks that he is destroying the martial arts world - he is reorganizing it with his own order and an iron fist. In his eyes, the so-called chivalry is just a mutual comfort for the weak; the so-called righteousness is just a false archway waiting to be demolished. He annexed forces, disintegrated alliances, dragged the imperial court, the Demonic Way, and the Nine Gangs and Thirteen Factions onto the chessboard, forcing everyone to make moves according to his rules.
And those women who try to illuminate the darkness - heroines, saints, and princesses, come with their own beliefs and strategies to conquer, slay, and use demons. However, during the confrontation, he gradually discovered that what he was facing was not a criminal who could be sentenced, but a mirror that reflected the deep chasms of human nature. When the Taoist heart, reputation, and wisdom collapsed one by one in his hands, they were shocked to realize that the real Shura was not in the devil's palace, but in the deepest part of the human heart.
This is not a story of good triumphing over evil. It tells how when a new master is born in the darkness, the old order turns to dust. Desire for power, conquest, degradation and the annihilation of faith are written here as a low and dark epic.
If you are tired of the same chivalrous songs, you might as well step into this Shura field. The demons here will not regret it; the tribulations here will not be overcome. Only the strongest will can win the throne in this eternal night chess game.
