A god, a purple rain, an ancient sword, and a dilapidated bronze throne caused an unprecedented storm in the world. Flesh and blood formed mountains, and bones paved the way. Let me see how I, Chen Fan, use the world to practice boxing, Wash the sword with the world of mortals. The sun, the moon and the stars hold my hand like quicksand. Thousands of outstanding people in the spring and autumn... are no match for my elegance! My sword does not sing, where are there gods and demons in the world?