“Wahaha! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!”

Extravagance and debauchery, pools of wine and forests of meat. Bai Xing embodied the word "tyrant" to perfection. As the saying went, where there was oppression, there would be resistance. At first, rebel armies sprang up everywhere like bamboo shoots after rain. All of them raised the banner of upholding justice on Heaven's behalf, determined to eliminate Bai Xing, this demonic scourge of the chaotic age and living god of slaughter. But they soon realized they had been wrong.