Yaoguan of Eternal Town

The snow in the north is never white. In the memory of Lu Chen, the guard of the Demon Suppression Gate, it is the purple mixed with demon blood, the ashes wrapped in the flames of war, and finally - the thrilling red that was splashed on the ruins when he was betrayed by his cronies. Legend has it that under this scorched earth abandoned by the gods, there is a "national bell" buried. When the bell rings, all the demons bow their heads; when the bell breaks, the country weeps with blood. In the third year of Da Qian Jinghe's reign, the bell broke. What was broken was not only the ancient bronze bell, but also the backbones of the three hundred and twelve members of the Lu family, as well as Lu Chen's once sincere and sincere heart to serve the country. When the last Lu family soldier fell under his own battle flag, and when the so-called "immortal messenger" stepped on the corpses of his comrades to pick the fruits of victory, Lu Chen screamed to the sky with grief and anger. Suddenly there was a sigh in my ears. ​ That was not the whisper of an immortal Buddha, but a question that came from the depths of the Nine Netherworld and was entangled in millions of years of cause and effect. "If this heaven uses living beings as sacrifices, what should you do?" "Kill." "If this imperial power is based on loyalty, what will you do?" "Burn." At that moment, Lu Chen stretched out his bare fingers and grasped the trembling scale in the void. From then on, Dagan lost a unicorn general wearing white clothes and a silver spear, and gained a Shura who walked in the shadows and embers. When he returned, he did not bring any soldiers with him. When he returned, he only had the wind and snow covering his body, and the broken sword that could cut off his fate. In the Eternal Suppression of Demon Pass, it is no longer the beasts outside the pass that are being suppressed, but the human... Who is already rotten to the core.