In the ancient times, the demons won the war between the gods and demons. They then multiplied in the Demon Land and waited for an opportunity to destroy the human race.
Iron hooves rolled and smoke rose everywhere. Countless people were willing to die!
10,000 miles away from Devil Land, there was a mischievous youth who stepped onto the path of martial cultivation and turned the tides.
The Mystic World was like a net, and all living beings were like fish. I have a sword, Red Dust Unfettered.