Night Sky Light

The light of day falls, the invisible shackles are opened, all spirits begin to revive, and the order of the past is gradually subverted. Demons and ghosts roam freely, gods and demons stand side by side, all kinds of chaos arise, and strange things arise. This is the last great world. Under the endless brilliance, the night representing death quietly falls. Is all this a catastrophe that all heavens and worlds must go through, or is there a supreme being using the vast number of living beings as pawns to lay out an infinite game? "There's nothing to say. I won't accept the catastrophe!" A man with cold eyes spoke, slowly walked out of the bright and blazing wind and thunder, and walked towards the ultimate destination of everything. The years are like a knife cutting through the beauties of heaven, and the pink and enchanting colors are messing up the heroes. But one day when the dust rises, we will be the ones to slaughter the supreme ones. (Pie from the sky may fall, but it may not be a free lunch)