Feng Tian Jing Demon Han Zuo Shi

My name is Liu Ziqin, and I am a time traveler. On the day I traveled through time, there was a mysterious pattern on each of my hands. On my left hand, a grain of grain snaked from my index finger to my forearm. On my right hand, a golden knife-like pattern snaked around my finger and disappeared into the crook of my arm. The two mysterious patterns penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood, and have since become an innate secret bond. I didn't understand what these two mysterious patterns meant at that time. Later, someone told me that this land had long been polluted by the remains of ancient gods and demons. Practicing orthodoxy? The world's spiritual energy is exhausted, making it difficult to move forward. Practicing the opposite path? Every step forward is one step closer to becoming a demon. People in the world can only choose between survival and madness. It's just me, it seems... Different. Every vicious beast I kill and every mouthful of turbid evil I absorb will automatically become the purest aura of awe-inspiring energy in my body. If others kill the enemy, they will lose their Taoist heart. If I kill the enemy, I will increase my cultivation level. I thought this was the biggest secret of my life. Until that day, a young emperor with blood on his hands stood in front of me and said that he would join hands with me to do something that no one has dared to do in the ages - seal all the gods in the sky! I agreed. That year, the banner of Great Qin covered the sky and the sun, and all the disciples of hundreds of schools bowed their heads. I thought that after sealing the sky, there would be peace. But the price God has given me has just begun.