The jianghu is a carving knife, and it sculpts everyone who lives in it.
Where there are people, there is jianghu. Where there is jianghu, there are grudges and feuds, and people of all ranks and stations. Anyone standing at its very peak must be the strongest.
Just how strong can one person become? How monstrously talented? With the sky as his sword and the earth as his blade, if you ask who is the strongest, the Slaughterer comes first.
Is he the Ghost Blade, whose single slash terrifies all the heroes under heaven? The Grand Master, the greatest spellcasting genius in the world? Or the Holy Master of Medicine and Poison, feared by everyone? The strong are always lonely. Now, he only wants to be a master, teaching disciples who are each monstrous talents in the jianghu.
