The Chinese Soul Sword Goes Through the Ages: One Sword Kills All the Regrets of Eternity

On the top of Lushan Mountain, the royal brocade cloud was frozen in place by the strange rain. Thousands of years of regret are like knives twisting into the soul: Wu Zixu's tears of blood hanging from the door, Xiang Yu's lament for committing suicide in Wujiang River... These unwillingness to be ignored by history books have actually condensed into a talking "Mountain of Regret" in China. "It has to be you." The sacred mountain collapsed, and the divine sword "Soul of China" fell into the palm of his hand. It does not belong to anyone, but it gives King Quan Jinyun the ability to travel through time and space - but every time he travels, he will randomly become "anyone" in history: it may be Xiang Zhuang under Xiang Yu, Wu Zixu's best friend Sun Wu, or Emperor Xin of the Shang Dynasty palace at this moment. He is not the protagonist, but he wants to create cracks in the "predetermined destiny": -When Daji's catkins were pressed against his chest, he remembered the "burning of the body on a deer platform" recorded in history. This time, he wants Concubine Su to fight against destiny with him! Every time the divine sword trembled, it warned: "Heaven is watching." Until he saw his modern reflection in Xiangzhuang's armor on the Gaixia battlefield - the so-called "eternal regrets" are nothing but shackles set by heaven and earth for mortals. He held his sword and drank the enemy's blood with a smile: "History books are never finalized. I want to be that madman who carves the word 'rewrite' on the bamboo slips of destiny." [Daji: "Your Majesty, can we defend Chaoge this time?"] [Xiang Yu: "Xiang Zhuang, why is your sword faster than Fan Zeng's plan?"] [Yue Fei: "Sir, the method to crack the "Twelve Gold Medals"..."] When countless heroic souls opened their eyes in the sound of swords, Wang Quan Jinyun stepped through the cracks in time and space - he will not enter history, but he will make history written thousands of years later no longer have the word "regret" to write about.