"This humble Daoist may be unworthy, but for my Great Xia, I ask all the gods... to die!"
Only by slaughtering every god and demon in the heavens can I restore peace to Great Xia and bring light back to every home in my land!
From the start, Lin Xuan transmigrated and became an obscure young Daoist priest. He thought he would simply seek immortality and spend the rest of his days in peace. Until that day, when mythology returned and the Western gods descended upon the East, their divine might sweeping across the land as they regarded all its people as ants.
I, Lin Xuan, clad in a Bagua Daoist robe and holding a three-foot peachwood sword, marched against the current through the mortal world!
Facing the false gods filling the sky, I roared to the heavens: "This humble Daoist may be unworthy, but for my Great Xia, I ask all the gods... to die!"
But once the false gods' apparitions vanished, the true Western gods descended, consumed by fury and swearing to bathe Great Xia in blood. That day, with just one man and one sword, he guarded the nation's borders. Behind him lay the lights of countless homes; before him stood countless gods and demons. With resolve and the determination to die in his eyes, he charged into their ranks. In the end, he burned up his divine soul, gathered all his vital blood, and struck down the gods and demons filling the heavens, fighting until the very last drop of his blood was spent.
