In this era of a hundred schools of thought contending, an era of a hundred schools of thought vying for dominance!! With a broken army fate, one must lead thousands of troops, wielding a sword and standing tall. With a Ziwei fate, one must benefit all living beings and control the rise and fall of the world. With an auxiliary fate, one must govern the world, above ten thousand people, below only one! And I, with a demonic star fate, will confound the celestial mechanisms, disrupt the Nine States, and plunder the world! As long as saints live, great thieves will never cease!!!! Who am I, and who is me?? There is a beast that would rather die in battle than turn back, its corpse weathering away in the vast wilderness after a desperate fight.