After fifty-four disasters，The calamity clouds still cover the sky。The soul in my chest oppresses all living beings，The sword in the fist spreads across the northern plains。Four hundred years of coming and going， Without death, how can we have a new look??Abandon this broken body for the breeze， Sweeping the sky and restoring light years！

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