*The sword was crying, but what flowed was not tears, but blood.

On the vast earth, the sect empire was in constant dispute. A hundred thousand miles to the north, the demons raged like tigers eyeing their prey.

On the heaven there was a deity without glory.

On the continent, a group of devils were dancing chaotically.

As the Sect abandoned disciples he went down the mountain alone.

On his hand the Demon Sealing Sword once again saw the light of day.

The path of the strong was long and arduous！

The heart of a warrior didn't change at all！

The era of chaos had already arrived. The horn was still ringing in the sky. Who was the reason for the final Soul Suppressing Demon Melody?