I am the master of killing in the divine world, killing all gods and demons, and am revered as the Shura God.
Ten years later, he was forcibly stripped of his godhead, exiled to the lower world, and reborn as a good-for-nothing boy whose engagement was broken off.
The former fiancée sneered coldly: "You are just an ant now, are you worthy of marrying me?"
The family elder angrily said: "You trash, you have brought shame on the family, I will cut off my meridians to apologize!"
I sneered and silently picked up the rusty hatchet.
Do you know that this human hatchet has cut down all the immortals and Buddhas in the sky?
