The golden heart in the blood pool was banging against the ribs, and the twenty-petal purple lotus hung above the head, making people dizzy. Thirteen cocoons were hanging in the air. When mine exploded, it sprayed out three feet of blood mist. The fragments of the jade dish of creation were burned into the palm of my hand, burning the bones and making it itch. Among the twelve ancestral witches of Pangu Kaitian, I am definitely favored. The gray jade piece bought for 500 yuan from the Earth Antique Street is seeping mysterious light into the sea of consciousness. The wind outside the hall stopped for a moment, and there were footsteps moving this way in the distance.
Written by a primary school student