There are swordsmen in this world. They take heaven and earth as their sword and temper their hearts amid the mortal world.
Having seen all beneath heaven, how can one still gaze upon endless yellow sands?
Ten years of drinking ice cannot cool a heart ablaze; in a thousand-year-old darkened room, one lamp is enough to bring light.
When people defy heaven, heaven still leaves them a way forward. The young Xu Lin'an sets out from the frontier with a sword on his back, to see this world and this jianghu.
There are three million sword immortals beneath heaven. Who can see me without lowering their head?
Like that year's The Sword of Cicada, the plot has changed but the framework is still very similar.