Cultivation 98K: Do You Want Me to Die? No Way!

They were waiting for me to die, and my body was the perfect vessel they had been waiting for ten years. My death was the birth of the sharp blade codenamed [98K]. But they don't know that I am a cultivator. Dream battlefield? That was the perfect hunting ground for me to restore my cultivation! While other blades are still struggling in the nightmare, I am absorbing the origin of the nightmare. When the coalition government waited for my allegiance, my blade was already pointed at the "god" who created this world. They thought they had everything under control. Little did they know that what they released was God.