After countless cycles of reincarnation and millennia of passing days and nights, Qi Jingchuan spent half his life hiding his edge, lying low for a thousand years. He never believed the heavens could determine one's fate, nor that the Great Dao could judge all living beings.
He once yielded meekly, guarding the peace of a mountain and avoiding conflicts across the heavens.
But the Heavenly Dao was biased, and the Immortal Court was vile.
They took his beloved, slaughtered his children, coveted his disciples' gifts, and trampled all mortal life beneath their feet.
A thousand acts of forbearance earned him nothing but slaughter at every turn and humiliation at every step.
With no way out and life hanging by a thread, he had weathered every storm.
He gathered the weapons he had hidden for a thousand years, fused ten thousand swords into one, and with a single strike split open the ancient Heavenly Gate. One step shattered the barrier between immortals and mortals.
If the heavens are unjust, then he will burn the skies and destroy the realms.
If the Great Dao is unfair, then he will annihilate the Dao and punish injustice!
Everyone else kneels to the heavens and worships the immortals, bowing their heads and accepting their fate.
Only Qi Jingchuan dares to defy the Dao with his own body and challenge the heavens with mortal flesh.
If the Heavenly Dao dares to decide my fate, then I will rewrite destiny myself, for all eternity!
