Beneath the endless night sky, neither stars nor moon could be seen.
Seven million years ago, the Star River Sword Sect, the greatest orthodox lineage across the Three Thousand Great Worlds, was erased in the Ninth Era Calamity. Three million years ago, the Sword-Draw Sect flourished among the stars for a million and a half years, only to be erased by another Era Calamity.
Countless divine swords shattered across the cosmos, and the way of the sword fell into decline.
Eight hundred thousand years ago, the Sword Emperor sought to revive the way of the sword. With only one man and one sword, he came to a halt at the Ninth Frozen Domain.
This is a tale of a lost beast searching for its heart.
It begins with an outcast from a village buried in snow. It crosses the mountains of fate and the merciless sea.
Behold the sword in his hand, the sword in his heart, as it cuts through every cage and shackle!
