Xiao Chen was once a peerless prodigy. Then, overnight, his clan was slaughtered, and he became the lowliest mine slave in the Blackstone Quarry. With broken legs and a battered body, his talent buried beneath the dust, he struggled for ten years in an abyss untouched by daylight, bearing a blood feud. His hatred remained etched in his bones, while despair followed him like a shadow.
At the brink of death, the divine artifact bound to him, the Eye of Guixu, awakened with a thunderous force! It could see through every technique and deduce every path, making divine arts and secret techniques effortless to master. But this power that defied the heavens demanded his life as fuel. Burning one day of his lifespan let him glimpse the flaws in a cultivation method; spending ten days of his life could seize an enemy's fortune. Power and death became the only two-edged blades left in his hands.
For revenge, Xiao Chen was willing to burn through what little life he had left. Deep in the mines, he touched the aura of annihilation and tempered his bones with the Burial Abyss Art. In his hand was a forbidden broken sword that even heavenly punishment had failed to destroy completely: Burial Abyss. The sword's name was its very path: to bury every foe. It was also the beginning of his struggle against the heavens, paid for with his life!
Blood stained the mine tunnels. He fought across the borderlands and slew gods in secret realms. Using his broken body as a boat and his life as a candle, he pressed onward through bloodshed and plunder. His clan's killers sat high upon their thrones. The mastermind manipulated the cosmos. The false paths of the myriad heavens treated all living beings like ants.
Xiao Chen pointed to the sky and roared, his voice shaking the Nine Hells:
"My fate is mine to command, not Heaven's! Even if my body turns to ash and my soul is scattered, I will burn the last embers of this dying candle..."
"I will make my body a tomb and send you false gods... plunging forever into Guixu!"
"If the myriad paths of the heavens are unjust, then I will wield my sword and bury the heavens myself!"
This is the blood-soaked road of a lowly mine slave who offers his life as a sacrifice and finds life by facing death!
A mad song of burying the heavens, burning himself to ashes just to drag the false paths of the myriad heavens into eternal damnation!
