"Why? Why... Ah."
A young boy, his clothes patched countless times, shouted at the heavens. The once beautiful memories had turned bitter; the bridge they once crossed together was now broken; the little moments could only be washed away with tears.
"Why did you leave me, why couldn't we be together..."
The boy was heartbroken.
Boom... A bolt of lightning struck down, knocking the boy to the ground. The piercing pain made the boy groan loudly.
The boy stood up bravely, looking at the sky and said, "Why do this to me, give me a terminal illness, take away the one I love. Why..."
Boom... Thunder roared, dark clouds gathered, and a teardrop of seven colors fell from the sky, landing in the boy's hand.
"What? Does the heavens cry too, or are you pitying me?" The boy looked at the seven-colored teardrop and asked the sky.
Hmph! With a forceful grip, he crushed the seven-colored teardrop. "As long as I have breath, I will defy the heavens. My fate is mine to decide, and what I've lost, I will reclaim."
Boom... Several bolts of lightning struck the boy, who spat out blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.
On a high mountain peak, clouds swirled around. An old man, over seventy years old, stood against the wind, his white beard showing his age.
"Poor child." A beam of green light entered the boy's body, and the Taiji Xuan Dao diagram appeared above him. The boy's lightning wounds healed rapidly.
"Cough cough!" The boy woke up. The old man nodded slightly.
"Grandpa Xuantian! Sob... Qiuju she... wuwu." Seeing the old man, the boy's heartache became uncontrollable like a flood.
"What must happen, cannot be avoided, unless you defy the heavens." The old man said slowly.
"Defy the heavens. Please, Grandpa, tell me how to defy the heavens." The boy wiped away his tears.
The old man sighed deeply, looking at the boy for a long time before saying, "To defy the heavens is no easy task, your demonic heart is too strong. You must master the Wu Shi Xuan method, and then it depends on your destiny. Now, the heavenly seal may break at any time, and a great catastrophe is about to come."
"The heavenly seal, that's the millions of immortal demon masters suppressed by the spirit of the heavens millions of years ago." The boy had heard the old man talk about it before.
"Indeed, this will be a great catastrophe. I must now seal part of your memory to prevent your demonic heart from taking over." With that, the old man formed hand seals, and several beams of green light entered the boy's mind.
"Ah!" The boy clutched his head and screamed.
"Remember your name—No Tears. I must leave, and we will meet again if fate allows."
The boy suddenly sat up, covered in sweat, waking from another dream. Unlike before, the old man in the dream had left, calling himself the Xuan Tian Elder! He couldn't help but recall the past, the countless times the old man had come to the boy's dreams to teach him the Wu Shi Xuan method. No Tears still clearly remembered the old man's teachings about the Wu Shi Xuan method; "This secret technique was left by the extraordinary talent Wu Zhan, you must remember it well!" The old man had said with a hint of pride.
The world is vast, nothing is greater,
The expanse of heaven and earth pales in comparison to the breadth of the heart;
