In Xinghua Alley, there was an old beggar who craved alcohol all day long. On Mount Kunlun, there was also a quiet woman who loved to play the zither.
Beneath the Nine Netherworlds, the Ghost Emperor and Holy Mother. On the path of cultivation and the quest for immortality, a young man carried a pair of sabers. One stirred up storms; the other cut through brambles. The mountain he was heading for was...
