As the sky over the Ziwei Star Domain cracked at his fingertips, Su Xuan chewed on a golden pill refined from an Immortal Venerable’s essence, wishing its sweet, metallic tang were stronger.
Ninety thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao had judged him a Qi Refining cultivator destined to die young. Instead, he seized the laws of fate and made them his playthings. Later, he stripped the Eternal Heavenly Emperor’s immortal skin and hung it as a curtain, soaked the Law Mother’s primordial spirit into wine, and crunched the essence of three thousand worlds between his teeth. He even gouged out half the Heavenly Dao’s heart. The order that all beings worshipped as divine was no more than a scrap of cloth to him, something he could tear apart at will.
When Chaos reached out of the void with a giant hand, intent on ending the source of this rebellion with the word “Slay,” Su Xuan only laughed and wrenched off the hand that had annihilated countless universes.
“You speak of order?” He stood atop the skull of the God of Fate, the dates of destruction for eight thousand planes embroidered on his black robes. “From this day on, I am order.”
Countless laws forged his sword, the remains of the Myriad Worlds served as his footstool, and even Chaos itself was just the fattest fish on his hunting list.
This is the wild chronicle of a villain: seize all the Heavenly Dao’s authority, devour the essence of every world, and finally drag the mangled remains of Chaos along as he declares:
I am the Heavenless One
