[A Knife from the Start + Transmigration + Cunning + Invincible]
My name is Meng Liang. The Liang in my name means kind.
In a small town, a butcher...
Zhao Qi: “Tianjue! I’ll fight you to the death!”
Meng Liang: “That old man is so unreliable. Everyone wants him dead!”
One day, a gaze turned toward the distant heavens... Silver hair fluttered in the wind as he threw back his head and laughed. “Why should I need someone else to judge good and evil? I have a blade that can set things right.”
So what if you’re an immortal? Take this blade!
That day, rosy clouds blanketed the sky, heaven and earth trembled, and a blade split the heavens!
