Journey to Cangxuan

One hundred thousand years have passed with a snap of the fingers, but the rusty sword still screams. When Shen Yang held the broken sword that was engraved with unknown patterns, he heard the chaotic fetal sound - it was the old gods who were suppressed deep in the ruins, knocking on the door of the three realms. He was once the most ordinary monument keeper in the Xuanshuang Secret Realm, but at the moment he swallowed the Pseudo Immortal Tribulation Pill, he caught a glimpse of the oath between himself and the Great Lord Tongtian across reincarnation. The Heart of the Sea bloomed with the flower of law in his chest, the Star Meteor Sword was engraved with the memory of killing the saint, and the blood vessels of his beloved Xuan Shuang flowed with chaotic equations that could tear apart dimensions. This chess game that spanned three eras has long been covered with dust. Heaven is not an ark of salvation, but a cage to imprison observers; practice is not a change of destiny against heaven, but a petri dish carefully designed by chaos. When time reincarnated on the Möbius strip for the 9999th time, Shen Yang chose to point his sword at the way of heaven itself - rewriting the laws with mortal blood and staring at the truth with the eyes of returning to ruins. "Are you going to be a hero for a hundred thousand years, or a traitor for a moment?" At the moment when the rusty sword penetrated the last saint, he finally understood the warning mark from the future in the annual rings of the tree in the sky. (This book covers: quantum cultivation/law visualization/Cthulhu-style chaos aesthetics/twelve styles of killing gods/multi-dimensional narrative traps)