Douluo's Ten Thousand Mountains Zhendong

When I was six years old, I awakened my twin martial souls. One is in the light and the other is in the dark. The ancestral teachings say: The second martial spirit must not be exposed to the outside world, and it must not appear in front of others unless it is a desperate situation. I hid it for years. I thought I would always be an ordinary defensive soul master, holding up a shield and guarding the people behind me. But later I discovered that once you walk down some roads, you can't look back. The Wuhun Palace has a bright side - awakening Wuhun for common people, helping homeless orphans, and giving ordinary people a way to move forward. There is also a dark side - war, power, extremes. I stood in the middle and looked at both sides of it. Someone asked me why I was standing in front of me. I said, because there are things here that I want to protect, and most people are innocent. Many years later, I stood on the edge of the world, sitting at the foot of an unnamed mountain. No one remembers my name. People passing by only see a sitting figure. Sitting becomes part of the scenery. My road is never in front of me, it's right under my feet. Where I stand is the end of the road. This is the path I have chosen - stand here and never retreat. Not to become anything, just to protect the land under my feet and the people behind me.