On a rainy night in the Northern Wasteland, a bloodstained letter of divorce was delivered. The youth Lin Langtian knelt in the ruins of the ancestral hall and heard the icy voice of his fiancée, Su Qingxue: “A good-for-nothing at the third Body Tempering stage thinks he can marry me?” His father had destroyed his own dantian to protect him. Oil from a bronze ancient lamp splashed onto his palm, burning through the skin and revealing the pattern of a Heaven-Devouring Cauldron. From that day on, my fate would be mine to command!
With Taotie devouring the sun and moon in his left hand, and Qiongqi tearing the heavens apart with his right arm, he braved the Starfall Abyss and took in a thunder spirit to forge into a sword. He set foot in the Firmament Academy and trampled the young prodigies of ancient clans beneath him. Only when the calamity marks of the nine great ferocious beasts crawled across his back did he learn that the so-called chains of Heaven's Sin were nothing but collars used by the Divine Realm to keep all living beings in captivity.
“Su Qingxue, this spear is payback for the humiliation of our broken engagement!”
“Ji Mingyue, the Chaos Calamity you carved into my chest after cutting out my heart should awaken today.”
“Lei Yaoyao... If I could live this life again, I'd rather never cultivate the Heaven-Devouring Art, so long as you could smile as you did before.”
As the three realms crumbled, the youth bit down on the divine blood in his mouth, and billions of blood-red chains flew out of the bronze cauldron.
“You old hounds of the ancient clans, watch this ant... devour your heavens!”
