Swords and blades clash, while demons and ghosts emerge one after another.
The imperial court has its own burdens as heavy as a thousand bricks, while snow drifts for thousands of miles across the martial world.
The sword is graceful, the blade weighty.
Wield a sword, and gales rise as wild geese descend upon the level sands. Lift a blade, and autumn leaves whirl skyward as mountains groan and seas roar.
Zhouzi Qing has a black blade that can take on a hundred foes. He had few ambitions for his life, but who could have guessed the martial world would be in turmoil, the imperial court full of treachery, and nowhere would be peaceful?
"I entered the martial world and served in the imperial court, hoping to enjoy peace in both. Who knew a plot of staggering proportions would wipe out my clan?"
This vast martial world is the greatest ruse of all!
