Three hundred years ago, he was the most amazing and talented disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, but he was betrayed by his best friend on the Zhuxian Platform. He was accused of "colluding with the demons" and his soul was blown to pieces.
Three hundred years later, a remnant soul attached to the rusty sword woke up from the mud of the mortal world. The old sect has become a den of enemies. The traitor in those days occupied the position of elder, but he has become a "traitor" despised by everyone.
Tempering the body, building the foundation, breaking through the realm... He started from the waste wood of the third level of Qi refining, holding half a broken sword in his hand, and worked step by step.
"It's been three hundred years, and it's time for a reckoning.
