Ink Burns the Sky

The sky cracked, a giant palm fell, and a prosperous city turned into ashes. The Mexican Communists crawled out from the corpses of their loved ones and the ruins of the city, with only a wordless book in their arms and only a little fire of revenge burning in their hearts. Cultivation in this world does not involve cultivating Qi or forming elixirs, but only cultivates a "heart". Reflect oneself, reflect things, and concentrate on the state of mind... Legend has it that the most powerful person can create a world in his heart and set his own rules. Everyone said that with his low level of cultivation in the "Reflection Realm", he might not even be able to see his enemy's back. Until one day, Mo Gong caught a glimpse of his own [heart scene] that was about to condense between life and death—— It is not a mountain, a lake or a sea, nor is it a magical weapon. Instead, it is an endless, dead, broken... Space and starry sky. "My way is not in the heavens, but in the heavens.