Manniu Book

On his 100th birthday, all the people will offer sacrifices. He is a noble son of a wealthy family, and he is also a bereaved dog crawling out of the Shura field. The banquet where people drank and drank collapsed in an instant, and the entire city melted into an altar of flesh and blood amid smiles. The living dead roam the scorched earth, and the scent of elixir permeates the waning moon. And those bizarre dreams, are they curses or the reverberations of the collapse of heaven? Bearing the blood feud of his closest relatives and the screams of the innocent souls of the destroyed city, he grasped the evil blade that was forged from the bones of the city: If you want to use common people as medicine to seek immortality, I will use martial arts as a blade. Shatter the void, end reincarnation, and bury you, a living corpse in the world!