Overturning the Eight Wastelands, there is an inch of frost on the blood-stained sword. The ghost's face looks like a smile, but also like a wound. This is fate forcing me to resist. I am obsessed with eternal life, looking for similar flowers to bloom. The young man is amazing. The years are competing for the stars. The road to immortality is long, and the road to dry bones has become King, this is the battlefield where heroes live. I once bore the lies of the world, and slaughtered all around in bloody clothes. I once held the light of the sky with one hand and traveled across the universe. I once proudly held the world and all things in mind. I thought that you were safe. I once carried the lies of all living beings. The twilight is exhausted, I have held the moon and picked the stars to bury a person, I have put my hands down to suppress the monsters, I have rewritten life and death against the sky, I have shocked the ages, but only to return to the Kunlun Mountains.