As the scorching sun over the university soccer field suddenly began moving backward, a drop of scalding rain burned between Lu Feng’s brows. It tore open the memories of two lifetimes: one moment, he was a divine powerhouse who had just ascended, stabbed through the heart by an emissary’s hidden blade in a ruined [Divine Realm], while listening to his attacker laugh, “This is the graveyard where we devour you all.” The next, he had been reborn as a modern university student. His roommate was tugging him over to look at a pretty girl, while the sky displayed the bizarre omen of the sun and moon shining together.
“How ridiculous.” Lu Feng touched the lingering sensation between his brows and sneered. He had once thought ascension was the end, only to discover that the so-called Divine Realm was nothing but a scheme by reapers. When he woke with a start in his dorm, a thousand-year-old divine consciousness lay hidden inside the young body he saw in the mirror. This time, he would start here and tear away every lie.
In search of opportunity, he ventured into the forbidden Dragon Burial Plateau. In the mist, villagers knelt before a colossal stone carved in the shape of a dragon-headed man, claiming that “the Dragon God is about to awaken.” Deep in a grave robbers’ tunnel, he discovered that a hot spring could help him break through and advance his cultivation. From the abyss came the sound of blue crystals colliding with eerie black mist. As three iron chains hung down toward a steaming, shadowy cavern, the sealed dragon-head stone gate suddenly swung open. What poured from the darkness was not a dragon’s roar, but the stench of blood...
