I thought that if I worshiped at the Immortal Sect, I would be able to attain immortality, until I saw the Master tearing out the throat of my senior brother and smearing the dripping blood on the altar.
"You are all the blood food of heaven." He said with a smile.
That night, I swallowed the sect's forbidden secret book and used my senior brother's uncold blood to carve strange runes on my face.
They called me a traitor and a madman.
Little did I know that what I searched through the mountain of corpses was not looking for immortality—but the only way for mortals to kill immortals.
When millions of immortal armies pressed down on the realm, I stood on top of the corpses, looking at the frightened Immortal Lord above the nine heavens.
The tip of my tongue licked the rusty corners of my mouth, and I smiled.
Everyone in the world wants to kowtow and become an immortal, but I prefer to kill the immortal in a deceitful way.
Use the enemy's skull to serve wine, and use the immortal's spine as a ladder. Wherever I passed, the blood moon hung in the sky and everything collapsed.
They said I was a lunatic who could not be punished by heaven. But if this immortal position has to be exchanged for the blood sacrifice of the common people...
I will tear the sky apart and slaughter all the immortals.
Purpose: Don't be superstitious and watch the weird killing of immortals
