Gloomy Sky Hidden God

This world is sick, and it must be cured with swords and forged with iron and fire.
To slay tyranny, to cut down the unrighteous. To overturn heaven and earth, to mold the human world.
All shall begin with the sword in hand.
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When the Innate Wisdom Bearer An Jing received aid from the ancient Sword Spirit, allowing him to traverse various realms, he knew that his future would inevitably lead him down a path full of hardships and difficulties, hard to be understood by others, yet capable of changing this wretched world.
And on this path, he would also crush many deserving scum underfoot.
“Heh heh, the Myriad Tribes of this world shall greet the birth of this epoch-making giant like me with fervent wishes. World, I'm coming to save you!”
Noble Officials/Demon Sect/Heavenly Demon: “Alas, is reconciliation possible?”

Elements: Chaotic times of Martial Arts, cyber cultivation, gates between two worlds

All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes

An Jing stared at these fleeting memory fragments, seeing many things, but apart from the beginning, he saw no memory that could be connected coherently.


Sword. Battle. Slaughter. Destruction. Annihilation. Descending from the heavens. Overwhelming. Retreating. Struggling. Breaking free. Beheading. Counterattack. Exhaustion. Renewal. Fight again.


Countless memory fragments flashed by in an instant.


And at the very end, An Jing finally saw the last coherent scene.


It was a place more ethereal and bizarre than the Great Void, impossible to define its orientation with words, let alone discern its interior or exterior. The mundane eye cannot see the essence of Immortal Gods, and even Immortal Gods cannot fully probe the truth of the Great Dao.


This is where the Nameless resides, where Embracing the Void exists, above the Cangtian, below the Thick Earth.


Chapter 153: He who wields this sword shall be An Jing