Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

The Great Qi Kingdom, with Ziyang Mountain as its foremost peak.

As the Awakening of Insects arrives, spring thunder rumbles.

"I am deeply grateful for your presence today, but I am unworthy of your hospitality."

Shen Moyan stroked his white beard, and amidst the clinking of wine cups, a gentle breeze rustled his dark brocade robe.

He sat upright in the main seat, looking at the guests filling the courtyard, his temples frosted with white that shone in the morning light.

Ziyang Mountain on the day of Jingzhe (Awakening of Insects) was not only a grand occasion for his 70th birthday, but also the best footnote to his legendary life in the martial arts world.

Who is Shen Moyan?

Heroes from all over the land and chivalrous figures from the martial arts world flocked to him at a single call! All for his birthday banquet!

Let alone the current imperial court, even the emperors of the Great Qi Dynasty in past dynasties could not necessarily get the major sects to put aside their sectarian differences and come to offer their congratulations together when they celebrated their birthdays.

At this moment, with the spring breeze caressing his face, Shen Moyan was feeling triumphant.

It seems that when Shen Moyan transmigrated to this world, he was still a young novice monk at Shaolin Temple.

In his life, he rose from an insignificant nobody, training hard in the coldest winters and hottest summers, and over seventy years, he rose to become the supreme master of the martial arts world, establishing his own school.

"The supreme martial arts master, unifying the world, enjoying longevity and boundless blessings, his achievements lasting for eternity!"

"His achievements will be remembered for generations to come!"

The leaders of many sects present, including the Beggars' Sect, Shaolin, Five Mountains, Ice Palace, Tang Sect, and so on, all offered their birthday wishes.

The younger generation below the steps all looked at him in the center with admiration.

The Five Mountains Sword Tournament, the Great War between Good and Evil, the Barbarian Invasion... all these legendary events in the martial arts world bear the shadow of this supreme martial arts master.

"His achievements will last for a thousand autumns!" The voice swept over us like a tidal wave.

Hearing the unanimous blessings, Shen Moyan's brows relaxed.

boom!--

Suddenly, a clap of thunder rolled down from the horizon, startling the moss-covered silkworms on the steps and causing the copper bells on the eaves to jingle.

"Look at the sky! Such a huge thunderclap!"

"When spring thunder roars, all things come to life; auspicious clouds appear, and everything goes smoothly and as you wish!"

"Look! There seems to be someone in that area!!"

Shen Moyan frowned slightly.

What kind of people are there?

He considered himself the best martial artist in the world, and even if the former leader of the Demonic Sect were to be resurrected, he would be no match for him.

Even when he was in the Daqi Imperial Palace, he wore a sword and shoes in the hall and did not have to bow when entering the court.

Within this Great Qi Kingdom, no one more powerful than him is allowed to exist.

He circulated his inner energy and, ahead of the group of martial arts masters, left the mansion and arrived at the mountaintop.

On the horizon, a bolt of lightning connected the sky and the earth.

The lightning bolt was distorted by a force, and its reflection appeared in Shen Moyan's eyes.

Then, several earth-shattering Daoist pronouncements resounded, their meaning understood by all despite the language barrier:

[Gao Sheng! You despicable scoundrel! You actually used a magical array to summon heavenly lightning from a minor dimension to strike me!]

[Fellow Daoist Zheng Quan, you flatter me. Compared to your original Divine Refining Array for All Beings, my method is still somewhat lacking.]

Further words are pointless! If you want war, then let's fight!

On Ziyang Mountain, the heroes gathered from all over the world were deeply shaken.

An immortal! That's an immortal!

At the mountaintop, Shen Moyan stood frozen in place, gazing at the two figures on the horizon, three words uttered in a daze:

"A cultivator...!"

How is this possible! Didn't I transmigrate into a martial arts world?

In the distance, the battles among the cultivators continued, paying no heed to the mortals of this world.

Thousands of lightning bolts, like dragons galloping across the sky, flashed across the horizon, accompanied by the occasional shrill cries of birds.

Then, a powerful wave of energy spread out from the horizon, and Shen Moyan's vision went white before he lost consciousness.

…………

Cold, very cold.

When Shen Moyan propped himself up and climbed off the scorched earth, he had only one feeling throughout his body.

Shen Moyan looked blank, his eyes vacant, and he seemed at a loss.

The air was filled with the smell of burning smoke.

The surrounding mountains, including Ziyang Mountain, have all been leveled by that shockwave.

At the birthday banquet just now, all the heroes, sect leaders, and young talents were now dead, turned into charred lumps of coal.

Shen Moyan dragged his body, completely naked, and limped across the scorched earth.

He is now emaciated.

Staring at this hellish scene, Shen Moyan was stunned and speechless for a moment.

Shen Moyan's wives and concubines, three sons, six grandchildren, close female friends, and all his disciples from Ziyang Mountain ascended to heaven.

Only he, as the supreme martial arts master, survived this ordeal thanks to his unparalleled physical prowess, barely managing to save his life.

"Is anyone still alive?!"

His throat was like a broken bellows, unusually hoarse.

He looked up, gazing in the direction of the capital of Daqi, but his pupils suddenly contracted.

All that could be seen was a broken, towering pillar that pierced through the sea of ​​clouds and stood straight on the ground.

Only after Shen Moyan saw its outline clearly did he suddenly realize what it meant.

It was a broken sword, a broken sword left behind by a cultivator.

The sword is as majestic as a mountain, sacred and inviolable.

A sword descended from the sky, annihilating everything on the earth's surface.

Just looking at that broken sword made Shen Moyan's eyes sting and brought tears of blood to his eyes. A voice in his heart told him to kneel down and worship.

Shen Moyan dodged the giant sword and headed towards the familiar route.

He wandered aimlessly through every corner of the Great Qi Kingdom.

The once bustling capital city has been reduced to an empty space, with occasional bits of burnt debris falling from the sky.

The Xiaoxiao River, stretching for thousands of miles, has been dried up, revealing its true form from its previously obscure riverbed.

The Five Sacred Mountains, once a wonder of the world and said to be impassable by heaven and man, have crumbled into clods of earth that can be seen everywhere.

In two months, Shen Moyan left the Great Qi Kingdom and ventured into the wilderness. The boundless grasslands had become a desert, and the tribes of his former enemies had all vanished.

"ha?"

"Haha...haha!!!! Waaah—"

Shen Moyan hunched over, squatted down on the spot, and could no longer suppress his emotions, letting them flow freely.

In the entire world—no, in this entire plane—he was the only one left.

Blood tears welled up in Shen Moyan's eyes, and then he collapsed helplessly to the ground.

Suddenly, snow began to fall from the sky, landing on the wounded earth, the vast snow almost burying him.

"Alas! Seventy years of worldly fame, all but a fleeting dream!" Shen Moyan said self-deprecatingly, his eyes vacant as he gazed at the gray sky.

I was practicing martial arts perfectly fine, so how did a cultivator appear?

Where did those two cultivators come from?

Having roamed the martial world for so many years, possessing vast knowledge of astronomy and geography, he had never heard of the existence of cultivators in this world!

Money, fame, status, prestige, and beautiful women—all vanished like smoke and clouds, like flowers in a mirror and the moon in the water, when those two cultivators wielded their swords!

"Alas! A wasted life, how bitter! How bitter!!"

Shen Moyan murmured hoarsely.

Fortunately, it wasn't too late. Before the end of this life, he finally realized that this world was a constraint, otherwise he would have wasted his time in the next life.

That's right! Shen Moyan's journey from having nothing to where he is now is also a blessing from heaven, as he possesses extraordinary treasures!

"As I wrote!"

Shen Moyan murmured, and then a phantom image of a deep blue book floated in front of him.

With a thought, the book I was writing flipped open with a rustling sound, then quickly stopped on one of the inner pages.

A pale blue bookmark, glowing with fluorescence, is stuck inside the book.

The bookmark contained information about Shen Moyan in this life.

[Real name: Shen Moyan]

Race: Human

[Realm: Pinnacle of Humanity (Martial Arts)]

Current life expectancy: 2.5 years (near death)

[Current Skills: *Sword Art of the Startling Swan* (Self-created), *Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill* (13th level), *Purple Sun True Skill* (Self-created and perfected), *Yi Jin Jing* (Perfected), *Seven Injury Fist* (Perfected), *Frosty Ice and Blazing Fire Palm* (Perfected), *Wind God Leg* (Perfected)...]

"As I Write," is the title that Shen Moyan himself gave to this book.

Based on Shen Moyan's life trajectory in the world, this book will automatically write down all his achievements and bring about a unique effect.

[Achievements Already Completed: Visitor from Another World (White) (Bookmarks currently hold 1/9)]

[Visitor from Another World: Can adapt to new things quickly, has a photographic memory, and is inclusive and adaptable, drawing on the strengths of many.]

All achievements will be recorded on bookmarks, up to nine in total.

Bookmarks are like anchor points in life. Once you stop writing and leave the bookmark untouched, everything written after the bookmark will be treated as a draft, erased, and rewritten.

At the same time, life can return to that fixed anchor point, start over, and live another life.

That's right, this is Shen Moyan's second life. He has already lived through one life in this world.

In his first life, he was an orphan who grew up in Shaolin Temple. Later, he left the temple and returned to secular life. With his remarkable martial arts skills, he established a gang in a small town, united forces, and thrived, becoming quite famous throughout the Great Qi Kingdom.

Later, tired of the treachery and deceit in the martial arts world, he chose to retire from it, get married, have children, and live a comfortable life.

But one night in his old age, a man surnamed Ye, from the Ye family, his childhood enemies, suddenly came to his door.

That man surnamed Ye was very strong, but he also lacked martial ethics. He ambushed one of Shen's seniors, and the Shen family unfortunately suffered the calamity of being wiped out.

Just as he was dying, this book, "As I Write," finally appeared.

This led to Shen Moyan's second life, where he possessed foresight, mastered all martial arts techniques, seized every opportunity, and forged alliances with various sects.

He debated swordsmanship among the Five Sacred Mountains and Ten Schools, his sword dominating the four seas and eight directions. He participated in the great war between good and evil, slaying the leader of the evil cult. He drove out the barbarian Tartars, restoring the glory of the Great Qi Kingdom.

Ultimately, it was unstoppable, and he became the supreme martial arts legend in this world.

Is this his final work?

"Final words!"

Shen Moyan did not hesitate at all, and thought to himself.

He himself is the one who writes, using his life as ink to create his own unique legend!

[End of writing, awakened and accomplished in this lifetime—]

[Supreme Martial Arts Master (White)]

All martial arts techniques in the world are readily available and applicable; none are lacking in skill or perfection.

When facing humanoid beings, the chances of finding weaknesses in them increase significantly.

"Zheng Quan, Gao Sheng, thank you."

"It opened the door to a new world for me!"

Shen Moyan's expression was stern. He opened his arms wide towards the towering sword that pierced the clouds in the distance and shouted:

"Take my pen! Write as I write!"