Shattering the Heavens in the Abyss

Born with a sword heart, the one and only across the ages. When Shenyuan is drawn, who can stand against it? Of the seventy-two peaks of Qingyun Sect, Fallen Star Peak is the lowliest. Its spiritual energy is as scarce as in a desert, and weeds grow everywhere like in the wilderness. Those banished here are all discarded by the sect. Shen Mu has lived here for three years. Every day, he chops wood, carries water, and sharpens a rusty sword no one wants. No one knows that the rusty sword is called Shenyuan. Three thousand years ago, a Sword Dao master from the Upper Realm wielded it against the Heavenly Dao, splitting the sky screen with a single strike and shattering the void. The master fell, and the Shenyuan Sword was cast down into the mortal realm, where it has slept ever since. No one knows that the stone stele at the summit of Fallen Star Peak bears the seven sword intents left behind by that master. Each form holds the power to destroy heaven and earth. Combined, the seven can open the heavens and cleave the earth. And no one knows that a mysterious organization called the Heavenly Dao Alliance has been tracking the Shenyuan Sword's aura for three thousand years. They fear the Sword Dao, because cultivated to its utmost, it can sever the Heavenly Dao and free people from its seemingly insurmountable shackles. When the sword's cry rings across the seventy-two peaks, when the carvings on the stele begin to flow, when the sword guardian says, “You are the last spark of the Sword Dao”... Shen Mu tightens his grip on the rusty sword in his hand. He isn't here to prove anything. He's here to forge a path. Along the way, he will crush the prodigies of the Northern Wilderness, sweep aside the Upper Realm's strongest, sever the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, and ascend to the boundless sea of stars. Along the way, he will face the Heavenly Dao Alliance's pursuit, the crushing gulf between realms, and the cost of wielding the Shenyuan Sword: his life force, memories, and emotions will all slip away. But he never retreats. Because the sword is in his hand, and the road lies beneath his feet. When Shenyuan is drawn, who can stand ag