A Breath of Fresh Air in the Cultivation World

I carry a thousand years of culture and inherit six thousand years of civilization. I am the one true clear stream in the world of immortal cultivation!!!

I march across the battlefields and slay foes in every direction, holding fast to my convictions. The sun rises in the east, and I alone remain undefeated!!!

Even immortals can attain the Dao!!!

What lies beyond the distant cities, the gods of the upper realms, and the deepest reaches? What lies at the very end of it all?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.