The Everlasting Man of Great Xia

Within the spirit gates, countless enormous eyes gaze at the human world from afar.

When eerie whispers rise and unholy forces stir, the passage sealing away all evil shatters. An army of unholy horrors, blotting out the sky and sun, swarms over the cities like locusts, swallowing up high-rises and leaving the world awash in blood and corpses...

Yet on the lands of the East, there is a group of people, some standing guard at the edge of the desert, others holding their posts in neon-lit cities.

Swords in hand, cold blades at their sides!

Chen Lingchuan's gaze is steely, his face fearless. “Changming's people are here. All evil... bow your heads!”