[Blurb]:
The Tianluan Mountains overlook the river, as war ravages the age.
This is a painted scroll of a splendid realm, secured;
A struggle for dominion among three generations of emperors;
A breathtaking work that portrays grandeur and nobility.
Poetic feeling gallops across the great river's northern bank,
Artistic vision stretches far across its southern shore.
Ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, one bold song.
Vast heroic spirit lies hidden in countless volumes, gazing down on the world and laughing at mortal cares.
"Spring turns to summer, winter reaches its height, and autumn looks back. At the beginning, enter the chamber; in the end, return to what lies behind."
The world is vast, its mountains and rivers magnificent. In this beautiful realm, splendor has faded north of the Qinling Mountains.
In this life, I only wish to walk hand in hand with you.
He, dressed in white, drifts through the world. He vows to heal all the people under heaven for his entire life;
He, adrift amid the turmoil of war, spends the last of his strength to save all under heaven, never realizing that in the end it is still only a dream of splendor;
She, a peerless thief of the martial world, uses her own unconventional methods to punish evil and uphold justice. In the end, bound by a final command, she stands proudly alone between heaven and earth in white, submitting to fate's design. She resolutely gives up her freedom to help him conquer the realm.
Amid the fleeting splendor of a chaotic age, the lords of the realm vie for supremacy, while smoke and flames rise across half the land.
Drunk on life and dreams, all splendor fades; alone, I lead the realm into an empty age of chaos.
