The twenty-year battle between Buddha bones and blood seals
The saint who everyone kneels down to worship is the evil ghost crawling out of hell.
She used the incense of Buddha as a blade to refine the entire dynasty into palm gu.
The saint who everyone kneels down to worship is the evil ghost crawling out of hell.
On a rainy night in the seventh year of Yongning, Jiang Zhao huddled in a pool of blood in the cold palace, watching the Xie family emblem burn into his mother's spine. Twenty years of spring and autumn have passed, and under the snow-colored cassock of the Buddhist saint, there are poison-quenched trap fingers and blood-stained imperial policies.
"I want the pillars of the ancestral halls of the nine great families to be built as the steps to ascend the clouds of my empress, the Jiang family."
Intention: Machiavellian