Yellow sands stretch across the desert, and horses cry out. Iron palms break peaks and subdue dragons. The lonely quest finally bears fruit: one hero stands against a million troops.
He masters Qiao Feng’s Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms and becomes a hero whose spirit fills the world.
He gazes up and sees a thousand distant peaks, then roars proudly into the wind! He longs to find a worthy opponent and cross swords, yet the heights are so cold.
He inherits the lucid sword intent of Mo Liu Jian Feng Zhi Hen. With the peerless Kuang in his left hand and the Chi Feng Sword carried in his right, he defeats every swordsman under heaven and becomes an undefeated legend of the sword world!
Half god, half sage, and half immortal; wholly Confucian, wholly Daoist, wholly immortal. Ten thousand volumes of true scripture lie hidden in his mind, and with one hand he commands half the world’s literary and martial arts.
He receives the great wisdom passed down by Su Huan Zhen and outwits every hero and mighty power beneath the heavens.
The sky bends its knees, the earth bows its head! The human world falls, and all it takes is one hand.
No god can save you; the saints only kill. Before the Demon’s wings, all else is empty talk.
He draws the Demon Lord’s Three Supreme Forms, overpowers the demons, and shakes the firmament.
The world is a game of chess, and the universe is impossible to fathom. Laugh at all the heroes!
He carries on the magnificent Buddhist will of Bai Shi Jing Lun, Ye Shu, studies his martial arts deeply, and overwhelms the myriad Buddhas of the heavens.
My fate is mine to command, not Heaven’s. I laugh and talk amid the smoke of war, accustomed to the battlefield. We contend: Heaven and Earth have their limits! We fight: I will not accept defeat.
That day, at the grand tournament of Nanyang’s thirteen commanderies, a BGM began to play. Clad in black and holding the Heaven-Reliant Sword, he strode onto the stage, reciting his proud poetic declaration as he arrived in majesty.
