When she knelt on the Jiuyou Platform and endured eighty-one thunders, the blood soaked every thunder pattern on the execution platform. The Emperor of Heaven, Hua Jin, was sitting high up, with his crown of pearls covering half of his face, revealing only a pair of smiling eyes.
"The sinful immortal Zhu Luan neglected his duties and caused the fumigation grass to be stolen. The immortal's bones were removed, his meridians were destroyed, and he was demoted to the mortal world."
One is a useless immortal who was pushed into the abyss by the Emperor of Heaven himself, and is sharpening his sword alone in the demon world, the human world, and the secret place; the other is a beautiful goddess of the Phoenix tribe, who used her own essence and blood as a lock and was sucked by Guixu for thousands of years, but she has acted as an arrogant waste in front of the Emperor of Heaven for thousands of years. One of them is in the light, one is in the dark, one is seeking skin from a tiger in heaven, and the other is collecting every fragment of the truth in the darkness.
If heaven and earth do not kill, there must be cause and effect.
Everything that has been crushed in this world will one day grow back from the ruins.
Intention: No matter how small your strength is, as long as you don't die, you can break the ground
