She was once the fake princess who was the most powerful in the capital. She fell from the crown overnight, her family was slaughtered, her martial arts was revoked and she was thrown into a cold prison. The one who pushed her into hell was the daughter of "true destiny" who was respected by all people and took her place.
Three years later, she crawled back from purgatory, carrying the secrets and strange inheritance of the previous dynasty, and the mark of star embers was branded on her right cheek. She thought this was an endless revenge, but she discovered that she and her old enemy "Zhen Feng" were both orphans of the Starfall War twenty years ago, and they were the only keys to unlocking the "Purple Wei Emperor's Palace" and regaining its ancient glory.
From the shocking calculations in the palace, to the bloody fighting in the rivers and lakes, to the fierce battles on the battlefield with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Star embers versus glory, fake phoenix versus real dragon. When the shadow of the ruined dynasty reappears, they must make a choice: let the world burn with old hatred, or build a dawn dynasty with blood? This is a "Star Wars" that belongs to two women, and the stakes are the whole world.
Intent: A "Star Wars" in an imaginary ancient proverb/machinery of revenge - dynasties competing for hegemony, sects competing against one another, and fateful duels.