Falling into Demonhood, Treading the Heavens

Never look down on an old man with white hair, but never despise a poor youth;

One day, he will soar like a dragon and phoenix, treading the heavens and shattering the firmament.

With a cup of immortality wine, what is there to worry about? One carefree drunken night carries me to the ends of the sky.

I tread the edge of my sword and seek the path to the Dao, entering the demonic path with a song of lovesick sorrow.

Watch as the young scion of a fallen clan rises to catch up, battles the heroes, tramples the myriad races, and writes a magnificent tale of defying fate and changing his destiny.