Star Tower Reincarnation

This is definitely an unprecedented fantasy. I will use martial arts plots, romantic writing, magical scenes, and poetic imagery to knock on the door of all your longing for fantasy. . . . . . . The ladder of destiny winds up in the clouds, and ants climb it in a dream. The iron hooves of conquest trampled through the Shura field, and the corpses slaughtered for me sank into the abyss. Fireflies fly in the basil mud puddles, and goshawks tear through the sky. Chasing the heights of the world, all living beings are trapped in the beast threshold I made. Against the cold fire and autumn smoke of this lifetime, I embrace the phantom for thousands of years. At the end of the void, destiny turned into powder, and Ling Xiao was only a volume in dreams. Stifling the pulse of God, the creatures are stunned, and the blue water is swayed by a small boat. Fierce blood stains a river of passing water. Who will realize my madness in the eternal years? Winter cherry blossoms are falling like hot tears, who is messing with the strings on the green hills outside the mountains. Meteor stars shine and fade, floats gather and disperse, and the exiles sigh softly.