Once you enter the path to immortality, you will be met with thousands of calamities.
Thousands of years ago, the sky turned red, and blood-red clouds enveloped the earth. The world is full of wolf smoke, and the city is on fire.
The man in black with a long sword controls the world with one sword. The white robe was stained with blood, and who waved his sleeves to bring out the scent of medicine.
He knows the secrets of heaven, but he doesn't know that people's hearts are unpredictable. There are thousands of formations, but who can captivate the city and the country with one dance?
Walk around the world and judge the world on behalf of heaven. Wrong souls are scattered, who is holding the Buddhist scriptures to save the world?
Storms are rising in the nine heavens, who writes the book for the world, and who strums the strings to play the prelude to troubled times.
In the end, who can turn his hand into clouds and turn his hand into rain, and control thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?
The smoke has dispersed and the songs of mourning have fallen.
There is not even one out of ten of the three thousand avenues.
Just look at the former Eastern Emperor who has gone through disasters and become a supreme immortal!