Ten years ago, Prince Li Ji lost his secret edict on a bloody night in the palace, and everyone thought he had died under a knife. Little did they know that he was hiding his name, hardening his bones and making swords, and secretly controlled the seventy-two sentries in the world with his iron-blooded body. Once in ten years, he led his dead soldiers into the court and smashed open the bronze box sealed by the late emperor's blood in front of everyone - the secret edict was clearly visible, pointing directly at the crime of regicide and usurping power by the current emperor Xie Hui! The whole court was in an uproar. Xie Hui stood with his hands behind his hands and chuckled: "General Li, do you know that the edict was written by me myself." The wind rises in the Dragon Court, and the game of blood and wisdom, on the ruins of the ruins of imperial power, cuts off all illusions with one blade, and determines life and death with one thought.
