A flawed Great Dao, a shattered celestial firmament, collapsing lands, the pinnacle of mystical arts, collisions between cultivation systems, and the last gasps of the end…
Was the rise of power born of conspiracy, luck, or destiny?
A question rang out across the boundless heavens: “What is a sword?”
Yao An pondered for a long time.
“A sword is alive. People are dead!”
The answer rang out from every corner of the sky, echoing through the clouds.
