The Human Sage

The bitter winds still howl as they once did, the branches sway the same I remember, Yet I return from the depths of Purgatory, and Heaven shall not block me. Not Heaven, nor men, nor earth below, My Dao is intact through and through. Once I was feared, now I am one among many, Within the vicissitudes of Fate, I escape, and plot Heavenly Dao shall prostrate, the world should worship The Great Slaughter starts, and I, the Devil, returns!