She is as flamboyant as she is, riding on white scales, teasing dragons, playing in the three realms
Benevolence is as weak as his, lonely for three generations, covering the underworld, clinging to the netherworld
However, in the troubled times, who is willing to gather all the sharp edges, weave the body into the tree of three lives, and fall into the endless dream track forever?
And who sent his fame to the Kunlun Xuandian from afar, pointing his ethereal sword directly at the imperial sea and the sky, thirsting for blood in the world.
Since you don't want me anymore, why bother begging me? Ask me to save you from becoming a demon and achieve a lifetime of glory.