On the day when the death sentence was handed down on the Tianming Monument, the entire Taiwei Sect was waiting for Yan Guichen to execute him.
In his previous life, he was burned, stripped of his name, and finally died under the sword of Xie Wuchuan, the sword holder.
After resurrecting his life, Yan Guichen wanted to strike first, but found that the sword that was supposed to kill him had not fallen yet.
For three thousand years, the sword holder must kill the original owner of the life fire, the gatekeeper must sacrifice his name, and the tenth lamp can never be extinguished.
But in this life, Xie Wangchuan cut his hands and let the blood soak into the hilt of the sword, but he never pointed the sword edge at Yan Guichen.
The word "kill" on the destiny monument is still dripping with blood, and the murderous intention of the whole clan is pressing down like a tide.
Yan Guichen raised his eyes and looked at the figure standing in front of him, his voice as cold as snow.
"If destiny is truly unbreakable, I will kill it first."
Xie Wangchuan turned around with his sword and stood between him and the sentient beings. The clothes and robes are hunting, the sword is flying across the sky, but only those words are extremely stable.
"You kill the fate of heaven, and I will protect you from all sentient beings."
It wasn't until the tampered ancestral order reappeared, and until the names of everyone in Jiuzhou began to be taken away one by one, that Yan Guichen finally understood——
What they want to rebel against is never just a life.
It is a heaven that has been filled with sentient beings for three thousand years.
