He was once a prodigious young genius, but his sworn brother betrayed him, and his childhood sweetheart turned against him. By a twist of fate, he obtained an Emperor's inheritance. This time, his fists will cleave mountains and rivers, his palm will blot out the sun and moon. He will slay gods and immortals alike, his white robes stained with blood, all to keep his promise and open the heavens for all ages with his own fists. Atop Green Peak, the white-robed youth laughs aloud: “You there, dare you take one punch from me?”
