One day, the iron tree blossoms, and spring buds sprout in winter.

One year, the great river flows backward, and white crows fill the sky.

One lifetime, good and evil are blurred, and peril shadows every step.

One man, with but a single word, laughs proudly across the world.

He declared:

“The heavens may have nine layers, the earth eight desolate realms—yet I will strive to reign over the Seven Realms.

I seek no refuge in the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

I have stolen the grains of others, yet walked the seas as a wandering hero.

Three lifetimes of love, two lifetimes as an immortal—

All I desire… is for my words to pierce the heavens!”