He was once a young master of a powerful clan, but found himself trapped in the home of his enemies...
He was once a desperate soul, but unexpectedly obtained a [Mystic Sword] capable of improving any cultivation technique...
He was once a fugitive, but through a twist of fate caught the eye of an immortal...
Immortal, mortal, yet in the end, they are all pieces moved according to a game already decided...
Looking back, do you regret touching that sword? Looking back, would you rather have been content to live an ordinary life...
Black Tide, the Underworld, Purgatory, the Nine Hells...
Gray Fog, forbidden zones, immortal sects, the multiverse...
No way, no heaven, no limit, no end...
Beyond the Five Elements, beyond the Three Realms, the thirty-three heavens, a universe of expanding filaments... Is this the fantasy of a real person, or the struggle of a character beneath an ink brush... The answer lies in the unknown. That is where it all begins...
You are the one and only, and you are also a single dimension!
A bit poisonous, the old-fashioned one is destroyed, the old-fashioned one enters the mountain to get an opportunity, and the more old-fashioned hero saves the beauty!