A Destiny Picked up in the Rivers and Lakes

Heaven does not allow people to possess magical powers for a long time. If a mortal takes a false path, the fireworks in the world will lose a part of it; once the fireworks are exhausted, it is said to return to the truth. The mist and rain in the world have been sorrowful for a hundred years, and the spring breeze in the rivers and lakes has made me drunk overnight. The cracks in the dust and the burning of Jiujing. Beishuo drank in Ma Chendu, Daqian conquered the Central Plains, Xiyu settled in a corner, and the countries in the Western Regions crisscrossed each other. And in the far west, there are even more heavily armored knights and mysterious magic, watching eagerly and knocking on the door to the east. In this turbulent and chaotic world, there is hidden the cannibalistic temple fog and the ruthless cold rain of the rivers and lakes. When there is no way to retreat, when there is no room for a breath, the story will start from the countdown and start from that shocking first knife. The troubled times have begun, but things in this world rarely go as people want.