The Sword Asks the World

My name is Chen Xuan. In my previous life, I was a social beast who didn't even dare to kill chickens. He traveled to a fantasy world and became a god of death. At the beginning, I awakened my heaven-defying understanding. In my eyes, all worldly things are the laws of the great road. The weeds on the roadside can reveal the meaning of the sword that cuts through the sky; the stars in the sky are the supreme sword manual that I visualize. Others have practiced hard for decades, but I only need one glance. My knife is very fast. Its name is [Galaxy], and with one strike, it can be like the Milky Way pouring down from the nine heavens. It can destroy the sun, moon and stars, and it can kill eternal demons. The truth I believe in is simple: Nothing is out of the question. If so, then two cuts. From the small border town to all the worlds, I pushed forward all the way and killed decisively. Killing enemies, destroying ancient religions, burying demon gods... They all called me a madman and a butcher. But so what? When the sky is full of gods and Buddhas standing high in the clouds, they regard the common people as ants. When the ancient demons tore the sky apart and fed on all things as blood. I raised my head in the dust and drew my sword towards the sky. The great road is lacking and the gods are unkind. In this world, someone needs to speak my mind. My truth is on the edge of a knife. If the Immortal King blocks the way, cut him with one sword; if the way of heaven is unfair, cut him with one sword. I have a knife to invite all the gods and Buddhas in the sky to die!