“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
It was a few days later, deep into the night. After Fang Xingjian had kept himself in seclusion for over a month, a small wave blew all the way to the Great Western City. No one had expected this small wave to bring forth such a tremendous wave within a short period of time; it astonished everyone.
At that moment, the Governor's manor was encompassed by darkness. A silhouette entered through the front door, knocked out all the guards, and then sat before the highest ranked person of the Great Western Region, Governor Devitt.
Governor Devitt looked at the person coldly and said calmly, "Dark Knight, for you to charge upfront into the Governor's residence... Are you thinking of rebelling?"
The person, who had just arrived, was one of the First Prince's Hell clones, an existence which represented the power of darkness. He was a top notch second transition and level 29 expert, the Dark Knight.