Record of the Primal Chaos Mysteries

The day my good-for-nothing body was left with shattered Five Elements spiritual roots...

I became chaos itself.

When Chu Yunshen, the lowest-ranking servant of the outer sect of Xuantian Sect, was shoved into a forbidden abyss by his fellow disciples, he tore open an ancient seal. The moment the Chaos Spirit Art entered his body, his bones snapped one by one, then reformed into a vortex that devoured all things. The Primordial Illusion Bead was branded into his pupils. From then on, he could see through the secrets of heaven, but had to endure the agony of burning his soul: each warning cost him three years of life, creating a clone brought inevitable backlash, and even the time he stole in his small world had to be repaid with the memories of his closest family.

If the Heavenly Dao won't tolerate me, then I'll tear down the heavens!

He devours the Blood Demon Sect's treasure to break through to the Golden Core stage, shatters the Purple Firmament Pavilion's sect-protecting talisman formation, and burns the world-consuming foxfire alongside a nine-tailed fox demon. Together with a traitor from the Nangong Clan, he sets a trap to kill an immortal. When the Reincarnation Mirror reveals the blood pact between an elder of Lingxu Palace and the Heaven-Devouring Demon Venerable, the entire cultivation world trembles. It turns out that so-called ascension is a thousand-year-old scam, with all living beings raised as food!

Beneath the blood moon, Chu Yunshen stands atop the crumbling Ascension Platform and smiles faintly. The Primordial Bead in his left hand reflects the blades of a hundred thousand cultivators surrounding him, while the chaos spiritual power in his right hand condenses into an arrow embodying the law of annihilation.

Today, you condemn me as a demon.

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.