A Tribute to the Tenth Anniversary of Shesheng Tongzi's Debut

Perhaps, beyond that distant, unknown time and space, the horned, blue-faced Demon King will give the order to march. Then the gates of the City of Fire will open once more, and the elegant God of War, clad in white and red-haired, bearing Zhu Yan, will stroll out. The wild laughter of the sharp-eared demon with a great blade slung over his shoulder will coil like a venomous snake through the night sky of another world, where flames light the heavens...

“Is it time for us to leave the city and kill again?”

And so, just as in those days, still remembered as if they were yesterday: on the Path of Absolution, atop the Heavenly Pass, the youth who rode a wolf stood calm and composed, his bearing striking and imposing, his hair dancing wildly, the wolf smoke cold and bleak. Purple lightning and thunder drove away the miasmal clouds that blanketed the earth and sky...

In an instant, a lifetime was left awestruck.

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