At the beginning of chaos, all realms are like dust. In this corner of Cangxuan, Taoism and Dharma are respected. The spiritual roots determine destiny, and the weak flesh becomes discipline. The black stone fortress locks out the dark wind, and the bones and the weeping ghosts of immortals are buried. If the way of heaven is lacking, calamity will become a blade; nine deaths are hard to destroy, but the truth is hidden in the ashes.
