Hold the Star Sword and Point to the Stars

I want to pick up the stars as a sword and crush the red dust and blue clouds. In the age of stars, immortal cultivators refine the stars into their power and gain the forbidden inheritance. Unfortunately, the thoughts of all sentient beings condense their natal star swords. From then on, they embark on a path that uses the will of the world to become stronger and feed back all sentient beings, but will eventually fight against the heaven and the earth. A sword stirs up the vicissitudes of the star field. A fate, an eternal destiny.