Black Clothes, Demon Eyes, Bearer of the Blood Calamity

Three years ago, Ye Xiu stood unrivaled above Dayi, the greatest prodigy in ten thousand years. But for reasons unknown, he set off a bloodbath that shook Dayi and left three hundred miles of the imperial city drenched in blood. His cultivation was brutally crippled, and he was demoted to a menial servant in a sect in a remote region. Three years later, after learning that his younger sister has died, Ye Xiu loses all hope and binds himself to the Supreme Demon Venerable System. He grows stronger by killing his enemies. Rising from despair, he will make all living things in the world clear a path for him. “Ultimate Demonic Physique! A Demon Venerable from birth!” “Seven Sage Demon Fist! A punch that shakes heaven and earth!” “Destruction Spear Canon! All things reduced to nothing!” “Chaos Demon Eyes! One glance opens the heavens!” A dynasty that had stood for a thousand years crumbles to ash in a single day. Amid the splendor of the imperial city, surrounded by endless blood and fire, Ye Xiu stands with his spear in hand as all the beings of the myriad heavens prostrate themselves beneath his feet. “My name is Ye Xiu. Xiu, as in ‘to the death, without rest!’” P.S. I didn’t write this book expecting to make a lot of money, so I haven’t tried to cater to the market. I want to tell stories I’ve imagined in my everyday life: stories about a cold, handsome, steadfast man who bears the weight of fate and fights his way out of one predicament after another, refusing to back down even when the whole world is against him. Along the way, his inner journey will change, too. If you understand what I’m trying to do, I’m glad. If you don’t, that’s fine. For those who just have to leave a few insults and keep saying the book is ruined, I suggest you write one of your own to please yourself. I can’t do that.