Martial Dao Saint Emperor

A hundred thousand years ago, the gods fought and fell from the heavens. Their corpses rained down, and those who witnessed them found enlightenment.

A hundred thousand years later, on the Primordial Continent, sword cultivators send their blades soaring into the heavens, spell cultivators turn mountains and cross seas, and martial artists shake heaven and earth with a single furious punch.

A young man walks out of Mount Taisui with an ancient bronze coffin on his back. He travels across rivers and mountains, determined to face every facet of the human world.

Let the gods wield power as terrifying as a prison, let their authority reign supreme. If there is injustice in this world, if the world is unfair, it will weigh on my mind and be settled with a single thought!