“The world calls me a scourge upon the Three Realms, never knowing that I am cutting down tribulations on Heaven’s behalf.”
A young man in blood-red robes stands amid shattered stars. Black threads of karma coil around the fingertips of his left hand; in his right, he holds the broken chains of the Heavenly Dao. Behind him appears a golden Buddha’s body on one half, and blood-red demonic eyes on the other.
