Sword Across Kyushu

Beyond the clouds in the sky, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky surges, sinks and droops. The world is silent. He looks like a young man, wearing a simple shirt, with a calm and firm back, standing in the sky under the sky, with frosty white hair and vicissitudes in his eyes. The white hair in his clear shirt sways leisurely in the wind, making a hunting sound. Above the heaven and earth, one after another majestic figures appeared, the rhyme of the Tao was perfect, the voice of the Tao was majestic, and thunder exploded. The white-haired young man waved one hand, his sleeves fluttered, and thousands of tremors trembled between his hands and feet. The heaven and earth screamed. He used the universe as a sheath, turned all the ways into a sword, and drew out a long sword in the void. "I will lend you the heads on your necks... To offer sacrifices to this pure land."