A Literary and Martial Conqueror in Late Tang

The High Tang has fallen, the realm is in chaos, and war fires blaze across the land, bringing death to all!

The north wind howls, horses cry out, and heroes rise across Shenzhou!

In this age of turmoil, demons and monsters abound, and all manner of strange beings take the stage.

I wield a three-foot sword of icy light; one slash brings frost across nineteen provinces!

Others laugh at me for being mad. I laugh at them for failing to see the truth.

If you’ve never witnessed the suffering of a chaotic age, how could you recognize the madman’s folly?