Ling Chen’s last memory was of the depths of the forbidden wasteland known as the “Immortal Burial Abyss.” He was once a once-in-a-millennium prodigy in the cultivation world. At just five hundred years old, he had already reached the threshold of the Deification stage and was hailed as one of the cultivators most likely to ascend. But at the crucial moment when he was breaking through to Deification, his most trusted junior brother, Lin Yuefeng, joined forces with outside enemies and ambushed him through despicable means. Not only did he steal the “Azure Nether Sword,” Ling Chen’s life-bound treasure, which he had spent years painstakingly cultivating, but he also cast him into the Immortal Burial Abyss, which had devoured countless powerful figures.
“Lin Yuefeng... and all those so-called righteous cultivators.”
Ling Chen’s consciousness drifted in the darkness, endless hatred winding around his shattered soul like poisonous vines. “If I’m given another life, I’ll make you all pay in blood!”
