I was once the Monkey King who disrupted the three realms.
Today, I am an ordinary person in this steel city who can barely afford to pay the rent.
They call me Sun Ying, hiding in the shadows and forgetting about my past.
I thought that five hundred years of suppression had come to an end, but I didn't expect that the real prison was this city called "modernity".
Until that night, the mirror in the elevator reflected a blue-and-white ghost, and my colleagues in the editorial department had the same weird smile on their lips that was exactly the same as in my dream, and turned into cold corpses - leaving only a wisp of evil spirit on the scene that only I could see.
Su Wan, a folklorist sent by the government, told me that the world exists inside and outside.
The descendants of the immortal gods who participated in sealing me back then regarded me as a hidden danger that must be eliminated.
And the great demon lurking in the neon shadow regards me as... A chess piece, or a big medicine.
My power is imprisoned by layers of shackles. My body is a prison, my spirit is a lock, and my memory is a mystery.
But when I held my right hand emptyly and assumed the fighting posture that was engraved in my soul, the demons in the whole city were trembling.
Now, the hunt has begun.
And I will be at the foot of the Wuzhi Mountain composed of skyscrapers, caught between humans and monsters, gods and demons,
Break the seal with your own hands and retrieve my name, my stick, my... Position equal to the sky.
But first, I have to figure it out—
Why did you suppress me back then?
Who is afraid of me now?
And who is the woman next to me whose fate is intertwined with mine, her past life?
This is a story about forgetting, finding and returning. When myths become unsolved cases and heroes become prey, only by tearing everything apart can we see Qitian again.
