The cultivation continent has fallen into an apocalypse, and bizarre arenas descend, bringing people a new hope of cultivating immortality.
Spiritual energy gradually begins to revive, but people discover they cannot cultivate directly. Instead, they must enter the Dao-Deviant Arena and gamble for a chance to become immortals.
In this dog-eat-dog world, I was bound to the Dao De Jing...
"You want me to be kind? This is a world where people eat each other!"
Everyone thought I was doomed, but I casually summoned Shen Gongbao.
"Fellow Daoist, don't go! I want to wager my life against yours."
"What? You don't accept that? I've still got the [Great Sage Equal to Heaven]."
"Take a staff from the Old Sun!"
The arena was red, as if it had been soaked in blood.
Some say the arena used to be white...
Hush... Listen, that voice is back again... Life and death are fated; wealth and honor are decreed by Heaven...
Do you believe a person's fate is predetermined by Heaven?
