When Emperor Xuan Xiao prostrated himself in the dust and respectfully called Ling Chen "Master," the eternal order of the Great World of Xuanhuang collapsed with a thunderous roar.
No one knew where this young man, dressed in white as pristine as snow and bearing an ethereal air, had come from. With one step, he crushed the slaughter in the Soul-Severing Abyss. With a single "How noisy," he wiped out dozens of Half-Step Emperors in body and soul. At his every gesture, even Emperor Xuan Xiao could only bow his head and submit, willingly serving as his vanguard.
In his eyes, the revered "Emperors" of the world were merely slightly stronger ants. Even immortal sects with legacies stretching back through the ages and ancient races that dominated entire regions were no more than clay chickens and straw dogs before him.
The "mundane objects" he casually discarded were supreme treasures that cultivators spent their entire lives seeking. A few offhand words of guidance from him could let old monsters achieve enlightenment and break through their realms. Wherever he went, the Nine Heavens trembled and all races bowed. Countless big shots, ancient sages, and even supreme beings from other worlds lined up, begging to join the "Ling Chen Fan Club Support Squad."
This is a legendary tale of exhilarating domination, beginning with him taking an Emperor as his underling from the start, then crushing the ages and standing invincible above all.
Ling Chen bears a mysterious past, perhaps he is the creator god of some super-universe who dozed off and lost his way, or perhaps a supreme powerhouse from a higher dimension who came out for a casual stroll. In the Great World of Xuanhuang, his invincibility is heaven's will, the natural order, and the beginning of every challenger’s nightmare.
"Hmm, there are a few too few 'Emperors' in this world. I should take a few more and make a group.", Ling Chen's words.
