In the night sky of the Xuanyuan Continent, there is always an invisible "pattern boundary" hanging - the source pattern is carved into the bones and blood, the derivative pattern creates a strong man, and the secret pattern hides the code to rewrite destiny. But to Liu Yang, who lives in Luowen Village in the Eastern Region, these are just unattainable legends. He was born with incomplete origin patterns and was unable to condense even the most basic patterns. He was a "waste pattern person" who could be trampled upon by everyone in the village.
Until that rainy night, he touched a blank pattern stone that felt cold to the touch in the pile of scrap patterns discarded by the bullies. The stone surface is as smooth as a mirror, but it can absorb the broken patterns that are considered "waste" like a sponge, and then flow out new, never-before-seen combinations of patterns from the inside.
At the same time, Wan Xia, the genius of the Water Pattern Palace in the Southern Territory, was galloping westward. She has a "tide mark" that can cause the tides of rivers, but because of the secret of the "balance mark" guarded by her family, she becomes the target of the entire family. On the way to escape, she accidentally broke into Luo Wen Village and bumped into the young man who was pinned in the mud. He was using an inconspicuous stone to reconstruct a defensive spiritual pattern that even her master was amazed by.
The wail of the Erosion Beast eating the village, the sound of horse hooves trampling the tranquility of the Tianwen Pavilion cavalry, the strange movement coming from the spiritual pattern fault zone between the seven realms... When the blank pattern stone shimmered in Liu Yang's palm, when Wanxia's tidal pattern resonated with the pattern on the stone, they didn't know yet that this stone picked up from the waste pattern pile was about to shake up the pattern boundary rules of the entire Xuanyuan Continent.
The counterattack of the waste-markers and the fate of the genius girl will all start from this tattoo stone; the truth of the continent shrouded in fog and the forgotten origin of the spirit patterns will eventually be revealed in full at the moment of dawn.
