Stepping onto the path of immortality, winds and clouds bristle with peril—Time and again, I cheat death by a hair; time and again, my soul teeters on the edge of destruction.I march forward, accompanied by a storm of blood and gore, striving to stand unashamed before heaven above, and unrepentant before earth below.One day, I shall ride the wind straight into the Nine Heavens, wave my hand to dispel the clouds and mists, and look down upon the boundless masses of living beings. With my own will as the brush, I shall establish my legacy and found my Dao.