The Great Dao Is in the Heavens

I devoted myself to the Dao,

yet endured endless torment.

Why not abandon the Dao,

and tear the heavens apart?

Fang Chongshan, an utterly ordinary salesman, had spent five years reliving the same strange dream. In it was a sea of flames, burning an eerie blue-purple. Within the flames were beastmen with human heads and horse bodies, monsters spreading their wings to become Kun, and divine dragons fallen into the fire. They roared, howled, and bellowed in the inferno...

In the end, they turned into wisps of blue cloud.

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