The Dharma is in ruins, and the gods and Buddhas are dead. Chen Bei holds a needle and a knife, and can see the death dates of living beings with his left eye. He is not rescuing people, but competing for bargaining chips with the King of Hell. In the collapsing world, he pierced destiny with the tip of a needle and fed the rusty ring with the blood of his enemies. When the heavy rain of spiritual energy reopened the world, he walked out of the ruins of the temple with three women, only to find that the ancient word "medicine" was engraved on his new finger bones, and the reflection in the puddle turned out to be a rotting crown face. Deep in the ground, something was crawling up his veins, trying to take back the beating heart. Can Chen Bei's needle still penetrate this deeper darkness?
