A cultivator should roam freely with heaven and earth, at ease among the highest skies.
Let heaven and earth be unable to hinder my steps, and reincarnation unable to bind my soul.
With a wave of my hand, thunder descends; with a stamp of my foot, the earth splits and mountains crumble.
Born with an immortal soul, the young man’s path to immortality is fraught with hardship, yet he ultimately becomes a great demon of his age!
