Nine thousand years ago, he was the Eternal Martial Emperor who looked down upon the Nine Heavens.
The Nine Emperors joined forces against him, and he fell into the Abyss of Eternity.
Nine thousand years later, he is reborn in a remote border town as a “crippled meridian,” mocked by everyone.
They call me a cripple, but they have no idea...
I can shatter mountains and rivers with a punch, and cleave the heavens with a sword.
I can suppress prodigies with a wave of my hand and kill holy lords with a turn of my palm.
The Liu family comes looking for trouble? Two punches are enough to kill a Qi Condensation cultivator.
An airborne enemy arrives? I’ll use blood as a catalyst and unleash the Godslayer Strike.
The Nine Emperors? Once I return to my peak, I’ll settle the score with each of you.
In this life, I cultivate no Heavenly Dao. I cultivate only eternity.
In this life, I’ll make the entire Myriad Worlds know...
The Eternal Martial Emperor has returned.
