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When Great Xia has no gods left, when a divine race dead for ten thousand years appears once more.

When my friends and family leave me again, I have a sword that can cleave the heavens.

I just wanted to make some money. You didn't have to die for it!

You say you're a false god? Well, lucky for you, I came specifically to kill your kind. Don't be afraid. I'll be gentle.

If you need a guardian, come to me, Qin Feng. I'm only a tiny bit strong. Even killing gods is, uh, well within my abilities.

I don't know why I love killing every last member of the divine race so much. My power is just too great. It's not my fault!

The divine race can be wiped out in a single thought. Who will rule this vast land? When that great god arrives, the world will surely meet its end.

The King's wrath descends from heaven. Kings must burn, while the weak are born as they are. Why not rejoice? Why not refuse? Imagine what you wish, and speak not of the unspeakable. What is it all for...

This continent possesses unfathomable magical power and mighty warriors skilled in both letters and arms. It is a forbidden land stained by bloodshed. If you want to survive, you must fight with all your might!

The strong enjoy the finest riches, while the weak can only dream of staying alive. Here, there is no right or wrong, only the strong and the weak!

What kind of bloodshed could one who died ten thousand years ago, their body shattered, unleash after falling into this region?

Qin Feng, if you love me, give me your heart...

Qin Feng, if you love me, kill him...

Qin Feng, if you love me, then cut off all ties with your own parents...

I have a spirit pet...

You... are dead from this day on