Please Jun Sitian

Ordinary life and death, the rise and fall of sects, and the fate of the three realms are all like clear threads in the eyes. At the beginning, just a flick of the fingertips turned the situation around and reversed the path of decline, just thinking it was God-given magical power; until the cause and effect backfired, and God's punishment secretly occurred, I realized that the destiny paths were thousands of interconnected, and that every move would lead to disasters. When the way of heaven collapsed and all the threads of life were about to be severed, he held his sword and stood in the sky: If there is no master in heaven, please rule over it.