Blood Curse Immortal Path

He was once a genius monk, but he gave up all his cultivation for the sake of his close relatives and fell into the mortal world. He thought he could get back peace and quiet by giving everything, but on a snowy night, he witnessed the love of his life being completely deprived of his life - his good wife was thrown into the alchemy furnace, her bones and blood turned into ashes; her beloved daughter's spiritual roots were taken away, and her soul was gone. Overnight, black hair turned into snow, and all good thoughts died. He climbed out of hell on earth and awakened from despair and death. Carrying the most vicious taboo in ancient times, using flesh and blood as a guide and soul as firewood, he set the most insane curse on this ruthless world: "Since the immortals won't tolerate me and the demons won't pity me, then let the immortals and Buddhas in the heavens and gods destroy you both physically and spiritually to pay homage to my wife and daughter!" From then on, every step he took was soaked in divine blood; every sword he swung was filled with demonic howls.