The underworld's killing god, "Fierce Tiger, Hundred Slaughters," was ambushed and killed after a life-or-death battle with his fated enemy. But he inherited the Cracked Dao Dragon, sealed by an ancient Buddha, and broke through the boundaries to become Ling Cangxiao, a tragic young man in the Qiongwu Empire.
In this world, if you want to live, you cannot stop killing. If you want to become a sovereign and an ancestor, you cannot avoid leaving mountains of corpses and seas of bones.
There is the righteous path, the evil path, and even the demonic path. But he shows people what the underworld is: Whoever blocks my way will drown in blood in every direction and be utterly destroyed. Whoever disturbs my heart will be buried beneath wind and snow, their blood blooming beneath the vault of heaven.
Looking at it calmly, it's not bad so far. There's no opening drama of love and hate like other time-travel dramas, no infighting among small families, and no harem dramas with their scheming and backstabbing. Murder is swift and straightforward, love is understated, and loyalty is expressed through a simple drink. It's not particularly exciting, but it's refreshing.