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In the Middle Ages, gods and humans fought a great war. Before it, humans could cultivate by drawing on spiritual energy that spread from the land of the immortals and gods into the mortal world, and could thereby ascend to immortality. But after the war, powerful humans who had attained the Way joined forces to seal off the human realm, protecting humanity from further enslavement by the immortals and gods. From then on, no more spiritual energy flowed into the human realm, and humans lost all hope of becoming immortal. Many years later, human bodies were no longer suited to cultivating with spiritual energy, and cultivators gradually disappeared from sight. Then, beginning in the Li-Tang era, evil spirits and ferocious beasts ravaged the human world. A hidden spirit pavilion also emerged, its members all extraordinary people with the power to slay demons and evil spirits. Many years later, disaster suddenly struck the pavilion, and it vanished from the mortal world. After that, its name was never heard again. No one knows how much time passed. One day, mist rose over a mountain, while below it towers stood amid a sea of lights. A young man raised a long black sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted, “No mountain can stem a surging flood. Only flesh and blood can build a mighty dike. Our own hearths may be beyond saving, but let the people live, and my body will have served its purpose. If no one knows, then let no one know. You know, I know, Heaven knows, Earth knows. Why should the world need to know?” With that, he sheathed the black sword and headed down the mountain!