[Fiery, haughty, supreme and peerlessly beautiful sword spirit, the bottom] VS [Pure-hearted, loyal underdog who rises to the top, the top]
I am a sword.
Yes, that’s right, I’m a sword.
More precisely, I am the sword spirit of the weapon carried by the Immortal Emperor, the True Lord of the Nine Heavens and Vast Cosmos.
My name is Cang Min.
I still remember those days of old, when the demons invaded, the heavens nearly collapsed, and the Divine Land was thrown into turmoil.
The immortals stood as one against the invaders. The flames of war never died down, blood flowed like rivers, and heaven and earth mourned together.
At the final hour, the Immortal Emperor stood fearless, and the immortals made their resolve. They sacrificed themselves to mend the heavens and drive out the demons.
The Cang Min Immortal Sword, bearing the will of heaven and earth and carrying the wishes of the sages who came before, gave birth to its sword spirit.
When the battle to mend the heavens was over, the Immortal Realm had crumbled, the immortals had fallen, and the Divine Land lay in ruins. The Cang Min Immortal Sword vanished without a trace.
Perhaps, when danger rises once more, the lost immortal sword will be freed from the dust of ages by its fated wielder, defending the Divine Land’s eternal existence with its sacred blade and the unstoppable force of a heaven-shaking army.
And so it waited, for thirty thousand years.
It's so beautiful. Oh my god, why don't you come back? 😢😢😢
I beg the author to update, this article is really beautiful [sending my heart] [sending my heart] [sending my heart] I really like the setting of Sword and Spirit