Funeral Day

When the black mist enveloped the earth, and when all living beings began to cry, the ninth emperor drew his sword and stood for the last time with the way of heaven... One hundred thousand years later I have a sword, the sword comes from heaven. I have a knife, and the knife comes from the underworld. I have me, I come from a dream. My name is Sword Emperor, my name is Sword Emperor. I am the throne. I am an emperor. One sword makes the whole world proud, and one sword makes all the people bow their heads. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.