Cultivation: Rising to the Peak of the Great Dao After Coming Back from the Dead

In his previous life, he watched as immortals descended and his entire village was drenched in blood. He fought back to the death with a mortal’s strength, but even his proud spirit was crushed to dust. He died with hatred in his heart. Yet his hatred would not fade, and his soul would not disperse! A hundred years later, when he opened his eyes again, he had transmigrated into the body of a lowly scholar who had fallen off a cliff and lay dying. In this life, he would shed his mortal body and forge his Dao heart anew. He sought no immortality, only vengeance! He would make those lofty immortals understand: the so-called immortal sects were nothing but dens of beasts wearing human skin! In this life, he would wield a three-foot sword and swear to trample every sect under heaven, turning the immortal sects’ ten-thousand-year legacy to scorched earth! If immortals stand in my way, I will slay them. If Heaven bars my path, I will defy it! In this life, I will see to it that no immortal sect remains beneath these skies!