Three thousand mounds of yellow earth and white bones. Sword light like shadows, moonlight like wine

Three thousand mounds of yellow earth and white bones. Sword light like shadows, moonlight like wine.

The spring breeze cuts through the affairs of the world— But tell me, would the peach blossoms grow old with me?

In the 547th year of the Yong'an Calendar, a blinding snowstorm fell upon Kuhai County, a remote border town in the southern region of Qi.

On that night, Wen Chaosheng took shelter in a ruined temple outside the county. There, he found a gravely wounded, crippled woman on the brink of death. At first, he thought she was just another unfortunate refugee. But little did he know, this woman carried a secret that could shake the very heavens…

Years later, before the towering gates of the Skyward Hall, a young man stood beneath the moon, sword in hand. Behind him lay countless corpses, blood flowing like a river.

"My name is Wen Chaosheng. This time, I draw my sword… to demand justice from the Heavens!"

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