Born blind, he carried a pitch-black coffin on his back and stumbled alone through the snow and wind of the Nine Provinces.
People cursed him as an ill omen and laughed at him as a useless wretch. They snatched away his last bite of food, then beat to death the only master who had ever protected him, right before his eyes.
That day, he took the rusted sword his master had left behind, felt his way into a bandit's den, and offered up thirteen corpses to the sword's first gleam.
From then on, the blind man who smiled at everyone became a living Yama.
He joined the Sword Sect. While others practiced swordsmanship, he "listened" to swords. His fellow disciples mocked him as a blind, useless wretch, and he defeated every prodigy in the sect with a single strike.
When the Blood Fiend Sect slaughtered his master's sect, he killed its leader across three realms of cultivation, though he himself had only reached the Sword Aura Realm.
When mighty immortals descended and forcibly opened the coffin, they discovered there were no remains inside, only a divine sword of burial capable of severing karma.
The secret hidden for ages was finally revealed: his blindness was no congenital affliction. It was what kept the seal inside the coffin suppressed.
That year, the coffin opened, his eyes saw, and the sword awoke.
The coffin-bearing boy of old cleaved the Southern Heavenly Gate with a single sword strike.
Everyone fell to their knees, trembling as they spoke that name:
"The Coffin-Bearing Swordsman, Wentian."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.