Nothing can escape the weak waters of the endless hell, eternity, only death.
At the age of 100, Emperor Wu awakened the memory of his previous life, the sea of blood rose, and the sky burned with fire...
As a result, Heaven lost the lively and lovely Fifth Highness, and Liuzhou in the human world gained a guardian who seemed to have selective facial paralysis.
The love of relatives, the righteousness of brothers, power, wealth and cultivation, all the five things that should be expected from the emperor are all there. If he is still not satisfied, even he will feel that he deserves to be struck by lightning.
But sometimes he still thinks that it would be better if he didn't meet Juntian and didn't think of things from his previous life.
Occasionally, he would think about what his life would be like if he was not the Holy Son of the Demon Clan in his previous life and not the Prince of Heaven in this life. Although such thoughts only passed by for a moment, he clearly knew that he was happier than most living beings in the world, so he was still grateful to God.
Even if the future is bumpy?
The soul that has been sleeping for thousands of years wakes up, the flame of revenge is burning, and all living creatures are involved in the entanglement of the past and present life.
Love and hate are lingering, and the grievances of the past are now settled together.
Many years later, Emperor Wu looked back on the past with a faint smile. Things in the world were not always as he wished. Fortunately, he was always looking at his heart soberly.