A wrong belief will be made up for with everything. When I finally wake up, I can only despair and regret. But there is only regret. Finally, I jump down from Fengming Cliff with Yin Shen's body in my arms.
Legend has it that a magical bird sang on the edge of the cliff for two days for some reason and then jumped off the cliff. Its body was not seen at the bottom of the valley, so it was named Fengming Cliff. Since then, people have believed that people who jump off the cliff can be reborn as long as they are recognized by the sacred bird.
[What if? What if this legend is true? ]
"The sacred bird calls in Lingyue Mountain, and all living things are alive under the phoenix cliff." All this is destiny.
Intention: Optimistic, unwilling to admit defeat