When the sky in the Ziwei Star Territory cracked at his fingertips, Su Xuan was chewing the golden elixir refined with the essence of the Immortal Lord, feeling that the sweet smell was not strong enough.
Ninety thousand years ago, he was a Qi-refining monk who was sentenced to "early death" by Heaven, but he snatched the Law of Destiny as a plaything; later, he peeled off the fairy skin of the Eternal Emperor of Heaven to use as a curtain, soaked the soul of the Mother of Laws into wine, chewed up the origin of the Three Thousand Worlds, and cut out half of Heaven's heart - the order that all living beings worshiped as gods was nothing more than rags that could be easily torn in his eyes.
When Chaos reached out a giant hand from the void and wanted to kill the source of chaos with the word "kill", Su Xuan smiled and pulled off the hand that had annihilated billions of universes.
"You mean order?" He stepped on the skull of the God of Destiny, and his black robe was embroidered with the dates of destruction of the eight thousand planes. "From today on, I am order."
Billions of laws forged his sword, and the debris of the heavens served as his footpads. Even Chaos itself was just the fattest fish on his hunting list.
This is a villain's fantasy: seizing the power of heaven, chewing up the origin of all worlds, and finally carrying the remains of chaos, declaring -
I am without heaven
