“One sword cleaves the Heavenly River; one hand refines the stars. The day Xiao Xuanchong returned to the Immortal Realm, the Chaos Bell beyond the Ninth Heaven rang on its own, echoing through the Thirty-Third Heaven. The Heavenly Dao’s traditions crumbled beneath his feet, and the holy sons of ancient clans became his sword attendants. Everyone thought this was the end of the story. It was only just beginning…”
