There is no image in the ten directions, and there is no trace of the six paths.
Jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements.
In the world of mortals, there are beauties like paintings, talented poets and drinkers, and the rivers are flowing with thousands of sails, but he only watches with a cold eye because of his martial arts.
In the endless dark night, there are bloodthirsty demons, charming concubines, and thousands of corpses in thousands of graves, but he only does what he needs to do and sticks to his true heart.
On that day, when he reached the top of the Heavenly Road, he looked at the sky, pointed at the world, and shouted: "I am the Emperor of Heaven, and all living beings come to worship me."
