Jiang Heng, a miscellaneous disciple, was selected by the supreme treasure of the sect to become the husband of the saint, but he was weak in cultivation, bullied, and saw the world hot and cold. Encounters with wind and clouds, once rising, stepping all over the mountains and rivers. Defying fate, a pair of iron fists, defeated the world's heroes. The red dust is varied, all living beings, the city is stunning, but the dry bones in the mound; Thousands of flowers are invincible to the long years. "In my life, I don't respect ghosts and gods, I don't believe in fate, I only use my fists, go against the sky, and change my life!"