Heaven-Slaying Blade

In the jianghu, where there is no justice, he draws his blade. With a sharp blade cutting across the sky, he asks himself if he has done anything to be ashamed of.

When all living beings are without justice, he uses the edge of his blade to kill it. He looks down coldly upon the starry sky, blade in hand.

The path to the heavens is full of thorns, but with one slash he cuts it open. I alone reign supreme!