The Heavenly Human Sword

With one sword, I cleave the heavens and make all beneath me lose their souls.

The nether earth and azure skies fade away; I become a distant wanderer, forever without pity.

Demons run rampant and cruel in the human world; cultivators roam free without compassion.

Stone comes to life, and Heaven bows its head,

while Chen Ke grips his sword, sword energy surging into the sky. He aims for the deepest abyss and dares to ask: whose Dao is supreme?