Debating the Dao Through Magic

Thirty thousand years ago, the Supreme of the Demon Realm led a hundred thousand demon generals into the Human Realm. Not one of them survived, and all that remained was a demon sword left behind in the world.

Thirty thousand years later, a sect disciple was cast out of his sect, his cultivation destroyed and his life hanging by a thread. He called upon the heavens, though no one knew what happened next. Then he rose once more and set out on the path of revenge.

This is an era of chaos, and it is also a beautiful era. Ahead lies nothing but hell.

P.S. I'm not very good at writing blurbs, so it's better to get straight to the point.

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