The Human Race's Path to Emperorhood

An Immortal Stele descended, and chains of law hung down like venomous serpents, intent on breaking the human race's spine.

Di Xin burned through his bloodline, piercing the Immortal Dao's web at the cost of his soul's annihilation.

Everyone believed the Human Emperor's line had ended and that Chaoge had become a wasteland of ruins and scorched earth.

Three thousand years later, however, an archaeological team unearthed a bronze fragment stained with dried royal blood deep in the Yin Ruins.

The instant my fingertips touched its dark-brown surface, the entire Immortal Stele began to tremble violently.

A hoarse, familiar voice echoed frantically in the depths of my mind:

“Alone... I have waited too long...”