A Boy's Dream: The Sacred Way Under Heaven

A shattered void, an unknown terror. Am I Xia Zhi or Mo Xing? Who am I, really? What secrets lie hidden in the unknown realm: revenge or redemption? The order has collapsed and is no longer worth preserving, so I’ll tear it down!

On the path to immortality, Sister Hong led me into the Dao, my master taught me to discuss the Dao, the Four Beasts guarded my path, and my friends bore witness as I attained the Dao.

“Jing Ke, still want to sit back and watch?”

“Have a good journey!” Mo Xing said with a sigh as Taibai slowly vanished before his eyes.

“Bai Tu, is our visitor an immortal? Dare you join me in stirring up trouble and muddying these waters even more?”

Mo Xing looked at the man covered in talismans and smiled. “Fuxi, you’ve hidden yourself well!”

“Heh, Mo Xing, if I hadn’t died, you’d be the one who died.” With that, Superman vanished into the vortex ahead.

Since this world respects only the strong, I’ll turn the Immortal Realm upside down.

Years later, the God King looked at the newcomer, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably. “The first two said the same thing, but both died by my hand. What makes you think you’re any different?”

The Divine Lord stared at the newcomer in astonishment. “That guy from the East coming to bully me is one thing, but what are you supposed to be?”

(Dear readers, this is my first time writing a novel, so please feel free to point out anything I’ve missed. The opening is fairly ordinary, but things get on track after the protagonist earns the recognition of his first Martial Spirit. If you still don’t think it’s any good by then, head to the comments and criticize Wangwang. Wangwang will make changes.)