The cold mist locks the vast and desolate mountains and ridges, and you stand on the broken ruins of the ancient immortal.
The wind around him was silent, and thousands of years of planning, forbearance, and choices were all settled into the depths of his soul.
You have cut off the worldly love long ago, but you have not transformed into a cold-blooded killing monster. You combine Tao with absolute reason, deduce the heavens with wisdom, and balance the world with humanity. You have been cultivating all the way from the humble beginnings, walking through the smoke of troubled times, to reach the ninth rank.
The Heavenly Court is afraid of your perfect strategy, and the Four Demonic Lords are afraid of your causal layout. Most of the moves in the chess game of heaven and earth are made by your single thought.
But you look down at the world, lightly twisting the traces of the road with your fingertips, and there is no joy or sadness in your eyes——
Nine turns is never the end.
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