No one is willing to be trampled underfoot all the time, the ants will eventually pry the gears of fate! It’s like walking on thin ice, but in the end, you have to go against the sky! Soar up, but you will face the strongest enemy in the end! Is this the destiny of self-cultivation, or is it mysterious? The blueprint for the fate that the person has drawn? Is it going to fall, walking in a sloppy way, and the center is shaking? Or stepping into the peak of immortality, comparing life with the world, and shining with the sun and the moon!