Sword Shatters the Nine Wastes

One person, one sword: picking it up, putting it down. He has crossed countless mountains and rivers, seen every aspect of humanity, cleaved heaven and earth, and destroyed gods and demons. He has known love and he has known indifference. What is a sword? What is the Dao? Is it a dream, or is it not?

One sword cuts through the mortal world, ten thousand swords become immortals,

A thousand years drift by, blood floods the sky.

Unaware, I look back at the desolate place,

A lone sail passes over the water and ninefold mountains.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.