The Origin of the Divine Dao

[Coming of Age + Passion + System + Decisive and Ruthless + Not a Power Fantasy + Lone King]

The four Iron Thrones and twelve Bronze Thrones stood in silence.

An endless flight of white stone steps stretched toward a nameless throne as vast as a mountain, radiating an air of mystery and majesty.

“Yet no king can be seen upon the throne.”

Can a sparrow trapped in a cage realize how long it has been confined there?

That voice spoke slowly to Li Yuan:

“Do not say the gods lack compassion. The divine path must simply be walked alone.”

Let us see whether this bewildered young man can bear the weight of the world and walk alone to the pale, ashen land at its very end.

The king sat upon his throne, weeping tears of blood as he gazed at the stars.

Slowly, he leaned forward and stirred the river of time.

“I will be reborn again and again through the cycle of reincarnation. I will no longer fear losing anything. Everything you took from me, I will take back, one by one.”

The starry sky fell silent. Heaven's will said nothing.