Wuxia: Blood-and-Qi Martial Arts from the Start

A bronze altar brought Nie Zhao to the Eastern Profound Continent, a flourishing world of cultivation, where great clans and dynasties stood side by side. Splitting mountains with a saber and cleaving rivers with a sword were commonplace.

He had thought his soul had transmigrated to another world. Yet the language and script were the same as in his previous life, as were the famous divine arts and secret techniques. And then there were those people and sects that seemed familiar, yet he had never heard of them...

What secrets were hidden in all this?

How would Heavenly Immortal Flying Sword fare against Innate Formless Sword Qi? Who could say which was stronger?

Could the Six Cold Frost Techniques overcome the Three Blades of Avici? Who would win?

The Ghostly Divine Halberd and Peerless Blade Dance met the Sacred Halberd's Divine Sigh, its divine power surging anew.

Before the two armies, commanders mustered their troops on the battlefield. Could a hundred strikes that set the prairie ablaze match the proud bloodlust of the War? Let us see who emerges victorious!

A man roams the martial world, savoring every moment, commanding the grudges of sabers and swords with a gesture of his hand. Dressed in a blue-green robe, with a beautiful companion by his side, he heads south through mist and rain!

I am Nie Zhao. Zhao, as in