When they dug out my spiritual bone, they thought I would become useless.
They had no idea that what lay dormant within me was a thousand times more terrifying than a spiritual bone: the Forbidden Source.
The sect’s Holy Maiden unleashed a deadly sword strike, only for it to silently vanish three feet before me.
The imperial crown prince tried to suppress me with the dynasty’s fortune, but one glare from me made the golden dragon of fortune wail and shatter.
When I ascended to the Ninth Heaven, those so-called Immortal Emperors stared in terror at the apocalyptic calamities swirling around me. “Y-what kind of monster are you?”
I smiled. “I am the calamity that will befall you all.”
The rhythm is okay, a little different