The orphan of chaos, the oddity in heaven and earth
He crawled out from the bones of the demon god who returned to the ruins. His left hand was branded with the sharp edge of the Kaitian Treasure, and his right eye reflected the blood and fire of the Chaos Era.
On the barbaric land where the prehistoric era was established, the innate gods and demons were high above the nine heavens.
The twelve ancestral witches stepped on the muddy blood and claimed to be Pangu orthodox.
He——
It is not only the incarnation of the first breath of fresh air in the ancient world, but also the container of the memory of the Chaos Demon God.
When the bone-eating wolf's dirty blood activates his left hand that devours the origin, when Zhu Jiuyin's prophecy screams "We are back" in the bones
The Wu clan regards him as a troublemaker, and the gods and demons are afraid of the legacy of Kaitian in his palm.
Only Houtu, who has transformed into reincarnation, opened a glimmer of life for him between the pure and the turbid:
"If you are destined to be a calamity, then use this calamity fire... To burn all chaos!"
When the great calamity started, he slashed toward the sky from the top of Mount Buzhou——
"Houtu, you said that I bear the legacy of God Father——"
Xuan's blood-stained fingertips pointed at the collapsed Buzhou Mountain, and at his feet were the roaring Chaos Witch Puppets.
"Then today, I will break the Demon God's back again for Father God!"
