Lin Chen was once the Supreme of the Divine Realm, but his beloved Yue Chan pierced his heart with a sword, annihilating his soul.
The next time he opened his eyes, he had become a good-for-nothing disciple of the Xuantian Sect in the human realm, with a shattered dantian and severed meridians.
“Perfect. I can cultivate that Nine Turns Reincarnation Art that requires me to destroy my foundation,” he sneered.
At the human realm tournament, he played the pig to eat the tiger, astonishing the world with a single sword strike and winning the heart of the Sword Immortal Su Muxue.
After ascending to the immortal realm, he disguised himself as an alchemy apprentice to pursue clues about his enemy, only to attract the attention of Yun Yao, the immortal realm's little princess.
“You, servant, I've taken a fancy to you!” she announced arrogantly.
When he reunited with Yue Chan in the Divine Realm, she had become a supreme goddess, and her eyes held none of the affection she once felt.
“At the end of reincarnation, you are still nothing but an ant,” she declared coldly.
Lin Chen threw back his head and laughed, his aura surging higher and higher until it surpassed the laws of the Divine Realm.
“Do you think I'm still the Lin Chen you could butcher at will?”
He tore open the Book of Worlds and shattered the void beneath his feet.
When he opened his eyes again, the sharp smell of disinfectant stung his nostrils.
The television was showing the news about last night's meteor shower.
And in his hand, half of a tattered page glimmered faintly.
