A young man carries a huge sword
With one horizontal slash, all the demons and ghosts in the world will be cut off;
With one vertical chop, all the grudges and hatreds will be wiped out;
Every step makes a bright move, and every sword strikes.
Walking in the thousands of worlds with thousands of races, whoever dares to block the way or fight with them will be killed with the long sword drawn out of its sheath.
Just for the belief in my heart: I have no control over my destiny.