I knelt for ninety-nine years, but Heaven said I was not worthy of becoming an immortal - that day I pulled out my sword and cut Heaven in half. It turns out that what I cultivated was never immortality, but Tianzhan! From the outcast in the fairy world to the co-lord of all heavens, the useless person in your eyes is the scabbard of my sword. This sword must be remembered by immortal cultivators in the three thousand worlds: There is a way to go against heaven, and Xu Rusong's swordsmanship is destiny!
