Embers of the Sword Dao

The chronic illness was gone; a new fire was rekindled. A single spark can ignite a prairie fire. Demonesses, sword immortals, Buddhist sons... as demons dance in chaos and the great tide approaches, another golden age arrives! In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he shall use golden primordial qi to refine his physique and achieve the Glazed Vajra Bone! Back then, three hundred flying swords were all broken; now, he shall refine an entire sword-qi grotto-heaven! “Talismans, array patterns, Daoist arts—I only know a tiny bit of each—” Xie Xuanyi sat alone within the great array, his sword of old resting across his knees. “Who says the path a sword cultivator comprehends can only be the Way of the Sword? ”