On the Cangxuan Continent, the martial path has endured for ten thousand years. Martial artists cultivate vital energy, temper their bodies, and pursue the utmost strength. Yet not one of them knows that a blade has a will of its own.
Shen Xian transmigrated here and started at the Body Tempering Third Stage, mocked by his entire clan as a good-for-nothing. No one knew that his sea of consciousness held the martial arts treasures from his previous life: Dugu Nine Swords, the Quickdraw Technique, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, and more...
In a world that knew only how to “overwhelm skill with strength,” Shen Xian drew his first blade.
At the Shen clan tournament, a Body Tempering Third Stage fighter defeated a Body Tempering Seventh Stage opponent with one slash. The entire hall fell silent.
At the Heavenly Blade Sect, he broke seven fighters' combined attack without even drawing his blade. Not one watching disciple could follow its path.
On the Dragon-Tiger Ranking, in the Ten Thousand Blades Secret Realm...
The youth who left Qingshi City carved his way through countless scornful gazes and climbed to the summit.
He fought so desperately to grow stronger, but not to rule the continent.
He only wanted to reach the seal and see one person.
That woman had left when he was two, leaving behind only a Cold Moon Blade, a letter, and a farewell she never got to finish.
Fourteen years later, in the depths of the Ten Thousand Blades Secret Realm, Shen Xian found a letter his mother had written in blood at the sealed site: “Take good care of yourself. Eat well and keep warm. From your mother.”
From that day on, his reason for drawing his blade changed.
He only wanted to cleave through that seal, so the woman who had guarded the Cangxuan Continent alone for fourteen years could see him once more.
Years later, someone asked him why he could kill opponents above his level. He thought for a moment, then gave just eight words: “Before the will of the blade, all are equal.”
The greatest blade was never meant for slaughter, but for protection.
The light of martial arts! Nice!