I Rely on My Essence to Divide the Volumes and Cry into the Four Realms

"I want to reach the top." At the age of fifteen, Sheng Fuyou dragged his remaining body through three thousand miles of wasteland and knelt down at the Immortal Gate. He only said these words. In the next three years, Jin Dan, Yuanying, and the tribulation were overcome, and he was called a "monster". No one knew that with every step she took, she was on the verge of life and death. Her classmates are afraid of her: "Junior Sister Sheng is not a genius, but a lunatic." No one knows that she changes her appearance and breath every night, using her five false bodies to plunder the secrets of the five major sects. Swords, talismans, sounds, formations, elixirs - she wants to swallow up all the magic in the world. Later, he fell into the demon world and became a general; accidentally entered the demon world and was treated like a guest. One person and eight corners can overthrow three clans. Until my eighteenth birthday, the calamity clouds turned into clouds. She turned back at the Falling Star Field and smiled for the first time at the pursuer without any calculation: "What I fear most in this life is not death, but living a mediocre life." "Now I will exchange my life for your eternal peace." "This deal is worth it." The rays of light are shattered, and the way of heaven is new. There is only one cold line left in the history book: "Nine thousand seven hundred and forty-two years in the Tianyan Calendar, the seventeenth day of the Frost Moon. The eighteen-year-old evil girl wandered in the Falling Star Plain. From then on, there is no more eighteen-year-old person in the world who can survive the tribulation." Those who love her ask Heaven repeatedly: Why does Heaven give me perfection and teach me what it means to be eternally lacking?