Immortals and Buddhas close their eyes, and demons and demons arise everywhere.
The world is like a prison, flesh and blood are soaring.
This is a mythical world where demons are rampant, humans have become extinct, and the world has collapsed.
Three monks, the carp leaped over the dragon gate, the nine-nine-eighty-one crisis...
Everything that once was was completely changed beyond recognition, leaving only bones everywhere.
No one knows why the former myth has become what it is now!
A roll of human skin paper, stained with blood, fell in the wind.
My name is Chen Ye. When you read this sentence, I will be dead...
