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The morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow, right and wrong, success and failure turn around and become empty. After a lifetime of reincarnation, Lu Yuan returned to the turning point of fate again... What would he choose? Standing on the wall of the ancient capital, facing the eight dead monarchs in front of him, Lu Yuan's indifferent expression did not change at all. He just let go of the sword he was holding tightly... Looking up at the so-called ancient king of the undead in the distant evil abyss with deep eyes. With a grin on his lips, his eyes were full of crazy fighting spirit! "Maybe I'm just an ant at this moment, but you'll be just like that when you wait in front of me in the future. It's just a little bit of wind and frost..." "Today, I will make a big ambition here! I, Lu Yuan, am willing to use my sword Qingping to bring peace to the world. Defeat demons, slay monsters, trap emperors, and kill saints! "