Demonizing the Heavens: Turning the Chosen One into a Cultivation Furnace

What Chen Yi wants to do isn’t kill him with a single strike. He wants every one of his beloved women to pull the plug on him with her own hands, and make him watch as every brick in the towering edifice he built with his destiny bears the name “Chen Yi.”

So...

The dignified Empress slays an immortal in public at the Peach Banquet;

The aloof master of the Sword Sect shatters her own Dao heart and forges him a coffin from her sword bones;

Only when Lin Yan’s fortune runs out does he realize that the entire Immortal Realm is nothing more than a giant pill furnace prepared for him by the Heavenly Dao. And Chen Yi, holding a pair of scissors called “Ox-Head,” stands beside the furnace, smiling at him:

“Don’t rush. I’m not done playing yet.”

This is the ultimate power fantasy: turning “destiny” into a furnace, and rewriting “ascension” as “plunging into the abyss.”

Traitors, hypocrites, even the Heavenly Dao itself: none of them will get away.