Nine Lights Heavenly Tribulation

In the winter of the first year of the Dayan Banquet, Luojing Imperial City. The sky suddenly split, and nine stars penetrated the sky, crushing the eternal night. At this moment when the heaven and earth trembled violently, blood burst out in the Queen's palace, and a baby cried out in blood. Mo Yibai, the eldest son of the current emperor, was born. On the star observatory, the Qintian Supervisor star disk exploded and turned into powder. The old prisoner's eyes were about to burst, his withered fingers pointed tremblingly at the deep palace where the blood had not faded, and he said hoarsely: "Nine rays of heavenly catastrophe! Conquer relatives and conquer the country! Weak crown... And die!" These twelve short words were like ice picks, hammering into the lifeblood of the Dayan Dynasty. The night sky darkened again, and only the cry that was born wrapped in blood echoed in the cold wind. It was raining heavily late at night, and the elder of Yanyu Tower stood by the attic window. "Although this child has been doomed, he has also inherited destiny." Qu Bao looked at the sleeping baby and sighed softly, "You have to figure out the road to the future yourself..."