My Heart Is Clear

The fairy court is in ruins, and the sky is in chaos. I once looked at the ashes of the barbaric wasteland and sighed that it turned into smoke. Yuan Qiao rotates and eras migrate. It has gone through the ups and downs of the old years, waiting for Taichu to reappear in the world. The past is established and the future is uncertain. And since he is hiding in the mortal world, he strives for a line of detachment from all conditions.