Yin Jiao was buried alive for 4,000 years. When he awoke, he found himself in an apocalyptic wasteland where the mysterious was resurfacing and otherworldly realms were descending.
Blue Star had stopped turning many years ago.
The sunlit side was trapped in eternal daylight, a volcanic desert where fiends ran rampant;
The side facing away from the sun was locked in eternal night, a frozen wasteland teeming with ghouls.
Humanity's habitable space had been squeezed onto the line between day and night, and technology had collapsed.
The gods and immortals of the heavens, together with traitors to humanity on the council, maintained a false prosperity. The truth of the primordial world was gradually emerging: there was no Pangu who created the heavens, no Nuwa who created humanity, and no cycle of Heavenly Dao.
After lying low for three years, Yin Jiao learns that his sister was bullied to death and begins his path of revenge ahead of schedule.
Gods and immortals of the heavens: "Humanity's survival requires you to serve as fuel to kindle the sea of stars. Choose: fool or martyr?"
Yin Jiao: "Brother's putting together a high-stakes game. We kill, we don't save. Who's in?"
Nezha: "I'm in. My fate is mine to control, not Heaven's. I'd rather become a demon than an immortal."
Bajie: "I'm in too. Take life and death in stride; if you won't submit, fight! And give me another helping!"
Nezha: "You're a demon."
Shen Gongbao: "D-demons, so what? From the n-ninth heaven to the Yellow Springs, even the Executioner's Terrace is nothing to fear. C-count me in. Let's do it!"
Nezha: "Wait, why are you the boss when we're teaming up to defy Heaven? I'm the Lotus Prince!"
Yin Jiao: "I'm older. Besides, once we're out, we'll all be meatballs."
Nezha: "I beat up Wuliang Xianweng."
Yin Jiao: "I drain Yuanshi Tianzun dry."
Nezha: "I'm the son of the commandant of Chentang Pass."
Yin Jiao: "I am the last Human Emperor."
