Don't Ask. I'm a Sword Immortal, a Real Immortal

Games aren’t life, but to Xu Zhao, they were. They were everything.

In 2012, when the match that would go down in gaming history came to an end, fireworks lit up the night sky in dazzling splendor, as if bidding farewell to the boy who had lived for games and was no longer young.

His crimson blood was his farewell to the world.

When the boy opened his eyes again, he found himself in a world of vast stars and brilliant constellations!

Hush. Don’t ask who I am anymore.

You wouldn’t understand the ways of a Sword Immortal.

This is a power from the mysterious East.