The Mysterious Resurrection of Qi Tiansheng

"My name is Sun Ling. The supernatural being is reviving. I can't save everyone. I can only stay here for a visit." The book of life and death is scrawled with wild ink, and the cinnabar is scratched out. It is the blood that has not yet dried. All the Nine Netherworlds and ten categories are silent: This is the shocking moment, when all living beings are equal. When the flames of ignorance are reignited, the ashes will fly if they are not extinguished. Thousands of fierce ghosts stood upright, bowed towards the depths of the netherworld and shouted softly: Great Sage! This is the story of the Seven Saints, and it is my involuntary rebellion against fate.