Shadow Sword Master

In ancient times, there was a sword that traced shadows, soaring into the sky and spreading freely, conquering all directions, leaving endless chaos to roam around. The sea of ​​chaos, the afterimages of thousands of lights. Trace shadows, cut off waste, leave traces! For countless years, Taoist patterns touched the billion-foot-long sword body. Tens of billions of years later, the Taoist voice suddenly sounded in the chaos: "This body and mind are as sharp as one." "The sword is me." "I am the sword." "The great road is like the blue sky. If the road is clear, evil will not appear. If the road is dark, the divine sword will appear. My name is Yiying!"