Lóu Zhèn Jiè and the Seven Blasphemous Deaths are on the verge of resuming their bloody rampage. How can you defeat a sword that bewitches anyone who looks at it, when wielded by a master swordsman?
When my soul cries out for it,
I will sing my song.
Wenn mein Herz danach schreit,
muss ich singen.
Quand le cœur est gai, il faut
jouer de la musique et chanter.