Heavenly Lord of the Nine Provinces

In the Heavenly Abode, one cast aside by Heaven! The forsaken raise their swords and question the sky! Are there immortals? None! Are there gods? None! If there are neither immortals nor gods, what use are you to me?! The west wind howls. I raise my blade to the blue sky and turn the tide. A frosty dawn night. The moon shines over the eight wildernesses and nine provinces. Undying and eternal. I begin anew, transcend the Three Realms, and defy Heaven itself.