My Breathing Is a Bit Strong

On the day of my grandmother's burial, Bai Jian's body was torn to pieces by a man-eating monster. Before he died, he lit the gasoline and died with the monster. When he woke up, the surrounding vegetation was all withered and his wounds were gone. The magical power called "Nine Breaths" awakened in his body - when he was about to die, he could plunder all vitality in exchange for a short-term peak. The price is that you will be left with scars that will never heal. From then on, this little gangster who lived on the streets was involved in the vortex of the three major forces: Lingfu, New God Sect, and Demon Slayer. He met a father who was willing to sacrifice his soul for his daughter. I met a young man who jumped from a building with bare hands to save his mother. I have met ordinary people who sacrificed their lives for the safety of their wives. Everyone who is trapped by emotions teaches him one thing: There are things in this world more terrible than death, and there are things more important than life. Later someone asked him: Why are you fighting those monsters? He said: Because I died once and know what it feels like to die. So when I am alive, I have to be worthy of those who let me survive.