The Legend of Beiyuan Xuan

The smoke in the sky above the Heavenly Demon King's Court has not dissipated yet. The battle flag of the human race, stained red by blood, is still fluttering. Before night falls, the last afterglow shrouds the broken wings of Seraph... When the world comes to an end, when the glory of the past is no longer there, In that twilight reflection, the young man held a three-foot green blade and resolutely embarked on a journey destined to be lonely...