Sword Rises, Zither Falls, the Firmament Transforms

[No System] [Swordsmanship] [Strategic scheming] [Decisive and ruthless] [Wily] [Passionate]

I hold the Snow of Cold River in my hand. My sword rises and falls, and with just one strike, frost chills fourteen provinces!

An ancient zither rests before me. The strings stir, the music rings, and the demons of the realm scatter!

Just one sword, just one tune. Can you withstand them?