Who breaks the eternal peace and makes the three-legged power crumbling? "Weiyang, if you want peace in the demon world, all you need to do is hand over the military power in your hands!" He said as he looked at the handsome man with scornful eyes. "Brother... Even if it's not for him, I will still draw my sword against you!" His expression is as solid as a rock, for the person he loves and for all the people in the world. "The balance of the ancient world has tilted..." In a fantasy world for a moment, the prophet stood with his head bowed, stroking his beard lightly, his eyes dark...
Who is it again? The continuation of a world-wide change from the beginning of time?
The frost maple is stained with blood, a nightmare that will be reincarnated for centuries;
On a snowy night, that journey begins.
Embark on an unknown road, and from then on, the truth behind the forgotten memory emerges one by one.
He is willing to serve as someone else's sword to bring back the irreversible past, but he unknowingly loosens the knot of the sky... And transforms into a whirlpool sweeping the three worlds. Is it breaking the balance or is it illusion?
But still remember that catastrophe that shook the sky?
But still remember the ink color of the oracle and the flawlessness of the holy words?
For whom on earth is it for, to hold the sword in hand tightly!
What are the consequences of not knowing the causes of good and evil?
The reincarnation of heaven is endless. No matter it is a high-level god or all living beings, no one can escape the shackles of fate.
Thin cherry-colored petals are flying, and on the other side of the clouds, the song from back then is still singing lightly.
When all the floating flowers and waves are gone,
The end of reincarnation in the floating world,
It's your familiar face,
Just like back then.