Soaring the Heavens
A striking man of mysterious origin and peerless talent, he looks back at the world, in all its entirety, with utter disdain. And yet, in the treacherous and unpredictable ultimate formation of the Boundless Secular World, he guards a breathtaking ancient qin with broken strings, waiting silently for the destined one to arrive! A boy encounters him, and knows for the first time that the world beneath the Heavens is a fickle place. Not even demons, devils, ghosts and monsters can match the frivolity of human nature! A slender physique, and jade-like beauty, but the sword that strikes between heaven and earth is not unlike a streaming rainbow! The vastness of the starry sky, the seven emotions and six desires! Greed, anger and ignorance! The teachings of Buddha will grant you boundless strength! A sea of blood will come, at the cost of all mortal beings full of honest hope! The ghosts wail as the gods roar, but the sea of blood has no end! Where, pray tell, is the path I should take? Since there is no path, no matter how bitter and bloody the sea, even if my boat is made out of bones, I will soar to the heavens above! ------ Releasing: Mon, Wed, Fri, and Weekends
Surrounding Pure Dream Manor
編輯: Milkbiscuit
The enemies must die! The captives must die! Even allies would not be shown any mercy!
As they looked at the corpses lying on the ground, the forces from Thousand Lake Manor all felt their hairs standing on end, their faces as pale as a sheet. They finally understood what it meant for someone to view human life as though it were an insignificant weed. What it meant to kill without even batting an eye. What it meant to be shown no mercy for those who disobeyed their superior's commands!
However, the worst of their fears were far from over! Zhao Fei coldly ordered, "I want to ask all of you if there was anyone who shied away from battle or did not perform their duties properly. Was there anyone who caused unrest amongst our troops? Give me their names!"
There were too many people who fit those criteria. Zhao Fei's trusted aides each wrote down a list of names on a jade archive, and those they named all stepped forward with deathly pale faces.