65 Million years ago, a huge rock fell from the sky, volcanoes erupted, tsunamis swept the earth, and polar ice and snow melted. At that moment, no living thing in the world was spared.
The smoke and dust were billowing, mixed with the heavy rain, and the sky was dark. A 17 or 8-year-old boy stood on this desolate and desolate land, looking at all this sadly. He knew that this was a stage that he had to go through before being reborn, but this kind of destruction touched his young and immature heart to some extent. His name was Cui Jue, the judge of hell.
A man in a suit, about 40 years old, appeared behind him out of thin air and patted his shoulder comfortingly.
"This is the reshuffle of all things brought about by the rebirth of Sanshu! You don't have to be sad, this land will become even more prosperous!"
The young man was silent, silently looking at the three books and the judge's pen in his hand without saying a word.
Suddenly, a strong wind was mixed with rocks, trapping the two people in place, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the two people who fell to the ground, unconscious.