A hundred thousand years ago, the Buddhist Realm fell, the Underworld collapsed, the Immortal Domain shattered, karma vanished, reincarnation ran amok, and order crumbled. The myriad heavens and realms descended into an age of great upheaval.
A hundred thousand years later, a young man rose to power, alone with his sword.
They say there is a sacred mountain in Kunlun, and immortals live upon it. The young man smiled faintly. "Immortals? Can you take one strike from my sword?"
