My Blade Is Swift, and My Soul Is Strong

The spiritual qi revival begins, and the apocalypse descends.

Some stand tall beneath the heavens, feet planted on the earth, with strength enough to pull up mountains and presence enough to dominate the world.

Some radiate a sky-filling purple aura, their power surging like a rainbow as they command the fate of Heaven and Earth.

Some have fiery golden eyes, ride auspicious clouds, and cover eighteen thousand miles in a single somersault.