Six Emotions and Twelve Desires: Capturing the Sky

120,000 Years ago, I was a saint of poetry in the immortal world. One word could make the sea hang upside down, and one sentence could make the stars shift. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in the icy water of a dry well. I was stoned to death by seven villagers and my body was abandoned here. The injuries on his body were ridiculously light - like an ant casually crushed to death by a naughty boy. That night in the wind and snow, their wild laughter was still in my ears: "In the next life, flowers will bloom and blood will bloom on all nine continents——" I opened my eyes and white pupils appeared. The monsters knelt down and all methods were silent. They said that this is the coming of a disaster star into the world, and the four evil fates will be punished by everyone. They don't know that these white eyes are the eyes I trained to see through the evil in this world. Qin Tian captures the earth and captures all evil. I want to use a knife to carve the poems that the world owes me, sentence by sentence, on their bones.