[Survival, passion, rebirth, invincibility, Human Emperor, Sword Saint Immortal Gods, Shadow Saint Immortal Gods, Endless Overlord]
[Jianghu, sects, many beauties, apocalypse, other realms, layered worlds, diverse items, regional farming, beast companions, fictional city, logic, feel-good fiction, legions] The Eastern fish-white dawn spits out a twinkling morning star. The howling, bitter wind across the wasteland never lets up; dew-covered grass grows beneath his steps, and life and creation spread across the land. The gods wave away the night and shape eternal life with a flick of their fingers. He has slain every god and demon in the Myriad Worlds. It’s no fun. How lonely it is to be invincible! “If I could do it all over again, I’d rather die!” With that, he recites a poem and draws his sword. Blood stains the dawn on the horizon.
