Su Yue wakes up to discover that he has become the “Awakened Symbol of National Destiny” in a parallel-world Dragon Kingdom. But it's hell from the start: his awakened ability, “Resonance with China's Heroic Spirits,” is denounced around the world as an outrageous fraud!
“China? An ancient civilization that vanished a thousand years ago? Where would its heroic spirits come from?”
“History has been forged! The glory of other nations stolen! This fraud must be executed!”
“The Dragon Kingdom has run out of luck. Now it has to invent heroes just to cling to life?”
Su Ming is hauled before the “Civilization Tribunal.” If convicted, he will die and his soul will be obliterated. He is on the brink of disaster, but the heroic souls deep in his bloodline are roaring!
Just as the light of judgment is about to fall, when all hope seems lost, an ancient power sleeping in Su Yue's bloodline awakens with a thunderous roar!
At the call of a single thought, heroic spirits break through time and space!
Facing the Western archangel's holy sword of judgment, Su Yue's thoughts surge: “Hou Yi! Where is the bow that shot down the suns?”
High above the heavens, a bowstring cracks like thunder! A majestic figure bearing the divine bow that felled the suns tears through the sky, a scorching arrow aimed at the angel. “Outsider gods, you dare defile my divine land?!”
Facing the monstrous waves raised by a sea beast, Su Yue roars: “Yu the Great! Where will you plant the Sea-Calming Needle?”
In the depths of the Eastern Sea, the phantom images of the Nine Tripods appear! The sage king who tamed the floods strides out over the waves, hoe in hand, dividing the sea and stilling its waters. “Wretched beast! The tide recedes!”
When the allied armies of the great powers close in and their iron hooves smash through the nation's gates, Su Yue cries out in grief and fury:
“Yue Wumu! Give me back my homeland!”
“Qi's Army! Crush the invaders and drive out the Japanese!”
“Volunteer Army! Defend our homes and our country!”
In an instant, cries of loyal devotion, the cold gleam of the mandarin duck formation, and the blare of the bugle... Countless heroic spirits from across time and space converge into a steel torrent. Mountains and rivers change color, and the sun and moon lose their light!
