The Strange Immortal Hero Chronicles

In the primordial chaos, empty and utterly still, there was only Chu Junyang’s solitary soul. He had spent thirty-eight mad years in the mortal world in his previous life, his personality shattered like a mirror. Reborn before the universe had even begun to form, he was consumed by eternal loneliness. In his madness, he counted through arithmetic formulas and repeatedly chewed over memories of fantastical immortal and demon novels. When his deranged muttering finally disturbed the chaos, a twisted universe was born: immortal palaces made of writhing flesh, Daoist scriptures reciting unspeakable truths, and withered claws forming seals that stirred the rise and fall of stars. This was Chu Junyang’s eerie Eastern fantasy world of immortals, built from the ravings of a mad god. The Heavenly Dao... had always been incomplete.