If only life could remain as it was at our first meeting, yet the sea becomes a mulberry field in the blink of an eye...
I cultivate the Dao, and I am the Dao. When I ascend to the highest heavens, will I still be myself?
The young Sang Tian holds the Sky-Slaying Bone Flute and sings a bloody song of cultivation.
He lays waste to the wilds, slays the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, and makes his name resound through the nine heavens...
He defies the sacred tribulation of yin and yang and comprehends the Dao of Annihilation. His life is the Dao...
Supreme Divine Radiance
