Ten Thousands of Heavens

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood gathered true fire, and the withered bones of emperors forged magic swords. Thousands of feet above the nine heavens, time flies in vain. The divine flames of Nirvana burn the remains of the body, and the true self's magic sword cuts the path of immortality. The road ahead is unclear and I don't see you, but I suddenly look back and return to the devil's path. "Why do I need to explain to others what I do?" "Knife slave, kill!"