Evil Cultivators Descend on Gaowu

Ye Xuan himself is a child whose parents died, and only his grandmother's light illuminated his way home. He faced the wind and rain alone for a long time. When the last harbor in his life sank into the horizon, the glimmer of hope he carefully treasured was violently taken away. At dusk when even the shadows were turned away, the boy's breath finally reached a silent reconciliation with the world. At this moment, another spark drifting from the distant storm fell into the ashes that had not yet completely cooled down. From then on, he embarked on a bloody road to the top.