I am the first Mahayana sword immortal in the world. With one sword, I can open the world, split the sea, and kill immortals. However, due to being framed by his fiancée, he suffered from severed tendons and a complete loss of cultivation while guarding the Demonic Abyss. "If you want to blame me, I blame you for being too strong, covering up my edge." "If there is a next life, you should just be a mortal." The sea of swords in the sky knew that my meridians were damaged, erased my name, and expelled me from the sect. When my peers saw that my cultivation was completely ruined, they all added insult to injury. Just when I was desperate, an old Jindan man picked me up and took me as his disciple, giving me a place to stay. In order to treat my injuries, he visited the three realms and four continents to find treasures of heaven and earth, even if his realm deteriorated. Later, the master picked up another younger brother. Who would have thought that my junior brother would be so rebellious by chance that he would kill everyone in the sect while I was out training. When I returned to the sect, I saw that the cave was full of blood, and my master refused to rest in peace. And he, taking the Fallen Flame Divine Iron that he snatched from his master as a certificate, became the first disciple of Cangtian Sword Sea. Wearing clothes and wearing filial piety, I climbed up to the Heavenly Sword Sea, but what I encountered was endless ridicule. "Hey? Isn't this the abandoned disciple? If you don't keep your filial piety to that damn old man, what's the point of coming to my Heavenly Sword Sea?" I casually broke off a peach branch and said word by word: "Kill people, split mountains... And more!" "Destroy the sect!"
