Your background is the stuff of legends across the vast world. Your father’s clan is the foremost of the Ten Great Families, commanding vast spiritual lands and backed by ancient powerhouses at the Imperial Realm. Its foundations are unfathomably deep. Your mother’s clan comes right behind it, controlling half the world’s resources in alchemy and artifact refinement, with every close elder a giant who holds sway over an entire region. Their union meant that from the moment you were born, you were showered with boundless affection. You were surrounded not only by endless resources, but also protected by two of the mightiest factions in existence.
One day, at your clan’s trial grounds, you happened upon a cultivator from a minor family. Lacking advanced cultivation techniques, he had hit a bottleneck and looked deeply troubled. On a whim, you gave him a basic clan technique, the Essence Condensation Art. The instant you finished speaking, billions of rays of rainbow light suddenly blazed across the heavens and earth. Ten thousand copies of the Primordial Emperor Scripture, each engraved with the phantom images of dragons and phoenixes, fell from the void and hovered around you. As the scriptures flowed, they stirred the laws of heaven and earth into resonance. Even the treasured manuals of your father’s and mother’s clans trembled faintly. A ten-thousandfold return: you were already standing above the clouds, and now the foundation beneath your feet had become even more unshakable. Your future has no limits!
