"Brother Chu Ye, let me lend you your spiritual bones." On the wedding day, when his fiancée's dagger pierced Chu Ye's pubic area, he realized that this childhood sweetheart was all a conspiracy. When his best friend's sword penetrated his chest, he realized that brotherly love was just a disguise. When he was thrown into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, the entire Xuantian Sect cheered that the "traitor" had been eliminated.
But the ancient ferocious beast at the bottom of the abyss smiled chaotically: "Boy, do you want revenge?"
Three years later, at the Xuantian Sect's recruitment ceremony, a young man in black robe raised his hand and crushed the test pillar. When the guard shouted, "Who's here?", He lifted his hood, revealing the face that should have turned into bones: "Chu Ye, here to collect debts."
From then on, a bloody storm broke out in the world of cultivation. Chu Ye held the devouring power given by Chaos in his left hand, and the forbidden technique brought out from Deep Mystery in his right hand. His fiancée's family was wiped out overnight, his best friend's sect was reduced to scorched earth, and the elders who participated in the frame-up began to rot one by one.
But when he tore off the hypocritical mask of the Master of Tianji Pavilion, what he saw was his father's imprisoned soul. It turns out that this conspiracy that lasted for thousands of years never needed his spiritual bones, but his person - as the perfect container for the advent of chaos.
"In that case..." Chu Ye crushed the last Tiandao tablet and smiled lightly at the sky, "Then let this world be buried with my hatred."
