In historical records, those afflicted with the "Three Yin Extinguishing Veins" were not only unable to cultivate martial arts for their entire lives, but scarcely did any of them live to be thirteen. Fate closed all doors of fortune yet opened a window, allowing him to turn the tide in dire straits. When he ascended to the peak, amidst a sea of corpses and rivers of blood, he was stunned to find an earth-shattering secret. Looking back, he was astonished to find that the world beneath his feet was like the sands of the Ganges, as minuscule as specks of dust. Where should he go, and what path should he take?

Black Tortoise Rends the Sky

Ziyan and Patriarch Lu watched as the terrified disciples of the Sang Family rushed frantically towards the gate, without making any attempt to stop them. 


Instead, they stepped aside, their expressions filled with endless pity and sorrow.


Poor disciples of the Sang Family, unaware that outside the gate awaited ten thousand elite disciples of the Lu Mansion, eagerly awaiting their arrival.


The sound of swords clashing, accompanied by cries of despair and screams of agony. 


How many splatters of blood blossomed in the darkness, how many severed limbs scattered in the shadows.


The five to six hundred lively and energetic disciples of the Sang Family now lay quietly in a pool of blood. 


Even those who were still gasping for breath were swiftly finished off with a final blow, pierced by a sword.


A Battle of Wits