Mad for Martial Arts, Fists Press Down the Heavens

Primordial qi is where the pivot of the Dao resides, the root of one's fate. Inherited from one's parents to form the embryo, it is stored in the essence of the kidneys and strengthens every meridian. It is the foundation of longevity and the source of the martial soul.

Yet the Gate of Heaven is hard to knock upon, and primordial qi is elusive and hard to find.

Those with steadfast resolve can circulate acquired qi through the body, tempering themselves with martial arts and guiding the spirit with intent. When the body moves, qi gathers; when qi gathers, essence is born; when essence is born, the spirit is complete. In the end, they forge a bridge to heaven with flesh and blood.

When the World Sea descends, Li Quan travels between different worlds, practicing martial arts with reckless zeal and entering the Dao through combat.

Decadent Tokyo: cage fights to the death, consuming others to nourish essence, then nurturing a tiger in the dantian.

Republic-era China: national martial arts, man-made calamities and mountain turmoil, slaying tigers for their bones to nurture the righteous qi of the Dark Altar.

Cyberpunk Great Ming: colossal gates stand in rows, qi and blood dwindling to a thread as technology collides with martial arts.

A distorted Jin dynasty: the underworld has collapsed, demons and ghosts swarm the skies, and the Mountain Lord descends to subdue evil.

A Song dynasty ruled by Confucian principles: the imperial examinations devour lives, the literary Dao turns demonic, and a tiger tears apart the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues.

A Tang dynasty ruled by the divine: false gods are worshipped everywhere, Wu Zhao cultivates demonic arts, and the usurper seizes the throne and overturns the Heavenly Dao.

Three thousand universes, three thousand wonders. Whether you wield supernatural arts or extraordinary powers, immortal spells, spaceships and cannons, demons and monsters, or ghosts and fiends...

My name is Li Quan, the fist that presses down upon the world.

Ask who can stand against me in this world? One fist holds all the realms steady.

“When I, Li Quan, make my way in the world, I rely on just four things: extraordinary talent, loyalty, never hitting women, and making no distinction between men and women.”