Xingsui Nixian

In the snowy plains of Hanzhou, the sword is sealed thousands of miles away. A "snow slave" with a chain around his neck dug out a broken sword in an ice pit, and also dug out his cursed life. The star marrow fell into the world, and the underworld opened; a drop of demon blood, and three years of life were left. In order to survive, he had to kill, seize, and devour all the stars in the sky; for love, he had to save, defend, and turn the underworld upside down. From the Burial Star Ridge to the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, from the little Qi-refining beggar to the fate-defying demon lord, martial arts practitioners use bones as their steps and blood as their contracts to break the iron laws of the three realms of spirits, demons, and immortals. Que Yuan's magic sword was at his side, looking at the world with a smile; Su Qianqian's arrow was on the string, and flowers bloomed in the snow. When all the destiny chess pieces are lost and the star pattern covers the body, he will know: The so-called "rebellion" does not mean to rebel, but to lift the trampled heart in the chest high into the sky so that all living beings can see it. If the sky also regards him as a demon star, he will be the brightest one, shining out the biggest hole in the eternal night. ——"My surname is Wu, and my surname is Ni; I was born to hold a sword, and I was born to rebel against heaven."