The Path of Emperors The Qi of the world is in turmoil, a golden generation is brewing. Countless heavenly geniuses and fairy's are born, generations have passed since a sole Emperor ruled, will there ever be someone who can restore peace in this world?
With the existence of multiple Emperors that could sunder the earth, flip the heavens and manipulate the man, peace has been long been since a thing of the past. Wars are waged over resources. Vanity and Greed are everywhere. But the heavens had enough, it is time to propose a new man—a ruler—that would bring peace to the earth.
A brand new age, shining swords flying everywhere and rare elements being willed by cultivators, heavenly-defying pills being consumed and robust ancient formations being built are a common sight to see. Even mortal sects are more affected by the absence of peace and the rising new generation.
The Cryptic Sword Hall's sect master in particular is betrayed, abandoned, and out for vengeance. His sect that he built with his own hands, destroyed by those he calls his own friends and allies. Bitterly escaping the clutches of his enemies, he narrowly escaped death and in his last breath filled with the desire to cut, a simple but beautiful iron sword descended and stabbed his chest.
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