In the information age, the demonic tide has risen again. After the revival of spiritual energy that occurs once every three thousand years, the glory of the old gods still shines.
Magicians, wizards, Qi practitioners, all kinds of extraordinary people have stepped onto the stage of a world that seems to be out of tune with them.
In the steel jungle, there are monsters and demons running rampant on the eight streets and nine roads, causing blood on the streets.
Under the cool moonlight, there are strange stories about evil spirits doing whatever they want in the dim neon light, and hundreds of ghosts walking at night.
In the mortal world, life is not done willingly, and death is not done willingly.
And when the girl who struggled to become the Holy King leaned over and looked back, she was still just a tiny speck of dust in the universe, prostrate under the old god.
I disdain to possess the so-called holy position, the chief among equals - even if the price of fighting is to give up everything I have now, if there is a second possibility, I am willing to risk everything for it.
"I am not born a legend, but the legend is achieved because of me." - The torch bearer, the Holy King of Dawn Lin Qingyan said to her followers.
Concept: strong woman