Lord of the Heavens

In a chaotic era, golden spears clash, and one stands proudly atop the clouds to be crowned king! Heroes rise, slaughtering in all directions, yet even as bandits they embrace the Tao! The Buddha rages, severing the six realms, saving all heroes, laughing as they become demons! All beings fall, the world is bewitched, with storms from all directions on a precarious path! The blood sea surges, mountains of corpses howl, in the nine underworlds, the ghostly tombs of the dead! This journey ahead is fraught with thorns, a difficult path, what shall the Lord do? The lords and heroes? The Buddha and the underworld? Ha, then let us wear blood across ten thousand miles, and overturn the nine heavens and ten lands!