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In the country of the Great Zhou Dynasty, demons were raging, people were in ruins, and bones were everywhere. The imperial court was weak and unable to suppress it. A wealthy family, high and mighty. Countless sects looked on with cold eyes. The barbarian countries in the north are heavily armed and watching with eager eyes. The Buddhist kingdom in the west regards the countless people of the Zhou Kingdom as incense and nourishment. The southern Wu tribe has completed its unification and peeks into the fertile land of the Central Plains. Deep in the eastern ocean, a mysterious ancient country appears, making people restless. ······ When the master passed away, he had to observe mourning for three years. At the end of three years, he went down the mountain with his sword in hand. What Yan Feiyang saw was such a human tragedy. If you are poor, you can benefit yourself; if you are rich, you can help the world. In order to protect the people and do justice, he marched forward with his sword, slaying monsters, destroying Buddhas, killing barbarians, killing witches, and rolled up huge waves.