The cave-heavens collapse, and fate becomes a game. The Ten Ancient Cave-Heavens were blessed realms left behind by Pangu in the mortal world, but the Dao Ancestor and the Buddha Ancestor saw them as a chessboard for creating the world. After plotting for a thousand years, they sought to use the fated heirs of the Ten Cave-Heavens as bait and the living beings of the Twelve Earthly Branches as sacrifices, to break through the Heavenly Gate and establish the Heavenly Court and the Spirit Mountain, ruling the Way of Heaven forever. All living things were pawns, and blood and tears foretold their doom. Niutian, the green ox of Chicheng Cave-Heaven, fell into the demonic path after his beloved, Princess Iron Fan, died in his place, and swore to destroy the Heavenly Court. The stone monkey Sun Wukong of Water Curtain Cave-Heaven journeyed west with the spirit pearl Jin Chanzi to spread the Way, only to be deceived and suppressed beneath Five-Finger Mountain. He became seven fragments of a shattered soul, scattered across the mortal world. The Emperor's grandson used his flesh and blood as pillars to hold up the gates of the Heavenly Court, leaving behind a blood-curdling vow: “Humans will never again be used as fuel.” In this apocalyptic calamity that swept across the Three Realms, there were no winners. The Jade Rabbit was trapped in a lonely city on the Moon; the Ba Snake killed its friend and swallowed all the karmic consequences; Erlang Shen became a watchdog guarding the Heavenly Court's gates; Ge Yunji's immortal pills could not save the people; and the demon-subduing Arhat's relic could not burn away the demonic path. This is an epic of gods toying with all living beings, and a tragic song of mortals burning themselves to chase the sun. Fate is a furnace, and the human heart is a blade. When a new myth rises from the ashes of the fallen Cave-Heavens, who will be the true player behind the board?
This book is worth reading