Laying Low in the Imperial Palace While Plotting Rebellion Across the Martial World

Knowing full well that someone wanted to kill him, and lacking the strength to do so, he still dared to go. Under normal circumstances, he would have killed the emperor with a single blow. Yet he forced the plot in, treating the readers like fools.

Swords carry the legacy of a thousand years, blades cleave the world in times of chaos. Spears move like ink dots, sweeping across the land; clubs vanquish demons and pacify all directions. The steel whip, used to subdue demons, shakes the five sacred mountains; the halberd, like twin moons, is a match for ten thousand.

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