Heaven-Slaying Blade

In a lawless world, I draw my sword, the sharp blade soaring through the air, with a clear conscience.

All beings are without a path, slain by the edge of the blade. With a cold gaze at the starry sky, I wield the knife and look down upon all.

The road to the heavens is fraught with thorns, yet I shall cut through it with a single stroke, standing alone in my supremacy