The human race was born weak, with no innate protection and no legacy of civilization to rely on. From the moment it came into being, it was plunged into a crisis of survival. Generation after generation, its forebears wielded their lives as blades and their flesh as shields, fighting and resisting through endless slaughter. Only through their sacrifices did humanity barely win a sliver of hope for survival, yet it remained trapped in a world teetering on the brink. When the beast clans came roaring with awakened intelligence, shattering the dome of the heavens, the human race wept in anguish as its mountains and rivers lost their color. Its last hope of survival was all but extinguished, while the shadow of annihilation drew ever closer. Unable to bear the extinction of his people and the devastation of all living things, Ling Cang cast aside all thoughts of surrendering to a wretched peace and took up his spear to break through enemy lines. With the steel of his spear, he upheld humanity's indomitable will; with his hot blood, he kindled a faint spark of survival in the depths of despair. He carved a path to life through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, fought the beast clans in the perilous wilderness, and united all the people in their darkest hour. He waged war across the eight corners of the world and slaughtered every vicious foe. Through courage and perseverance, he rose against the odds and forged an immortal epic of humanity resisting the strong despite its weakness, hunting beasts and warring against heaven.
