The bloody storm three thousand years ago condensed into a golden pattern on the list of gods, and the fate of the three realms has since been tightly grasped by heaven. In a modern city where neon buildings intersect with prehistoric ruins, when high school student Shen Xiaobao was watching "Nezha 3" in the cinema, the fire of the Nine Netherworlds surging on the screen actually burned his pupils - it was clearly the Burning Sky Fire that was engraved in his memory as the Demon King. When the fragments of the Sky Mirror split reality, Shen Xiaobao's left eye reflected the mathematical formulas on the blackboard in the classroom, while his right eye reflected the blood-stained jade steps of Lingxiao Palace. During the Kunlun Ruins entrance test, the moment he crushed the demon-testing stone with his bare hands, the ice and thunder wings burst out of his body, and Ao Bing's dragon soul whined and turned into a scale-reverse armor to wrap around the young man's spine. The fragments of the Chaos Clock suppressed under the teaching building exposed the lie: the mental hospital where his father Shen Zhengdao had been sitting for thirty years was actually the prison where Yuanshi Tianzun tampered with the history of the gods; and under the cinnabar on Nezha's eyebrows, there was actually the black line of the curse of the demon ancestor Rahu creeping. When holding the Immortal Binding Rope and crushing the golden body of Taibai Jinxing, Shen Xiaobao finally understood the sarcasm on the lips of the heavens - the so-called apotheosis of gods is just the bricks and stones that forged the backbone of the demon clan into the Lingxiao Temple. When Shen Xiaobao dipped the Donghuang Bell Rust and Nuwa Stone Powder into it and branded the first demonic pattern on the list of gods, the starlight of the thirty-third heaven began to flow in the opposite direction... This is the story of a young man who tore the projection of myth into a sword and finally nailed the fabric of heaven to the pillar of shame. When the demon-blood-soaked list of gods hangs high for nine days, couriers ride on Hot Wheels and fly past takeout buildings, while white-collar workers hold Starbucks and watch Erlang Shen and Nine-Tailed Fox anchor Lianmai - the new way of heaven is never a black and white epic, but the dawn of human fireworks dancing with the embers of the ancient world.
