“No, Father, Mother, don’t leave me behind.” The boy jolted awake and sat up in bed, gasping for breath. His back was already drenched in cold sweat. After a long while, he finally caught his breath. He glanced outside at the still-dark sky and muttered, “Another nightmare... I should get some more sleep. I have to go hunting today.”
In this world, humans lived in tribes, but they were far from the most powerful beings around. Demonic beasts devoured people, yaksha drank their blood, and giants treated humans like blades of grass. Tribes were slaughtered and their people reduced to food. Such bloody horrors were an everyday reality in this land.
Fortunately, the Human Dao Ancestor and the Shaman Ancestor had opened two paths to ascension: cultivation and ritual sacrifice. High-ranking cultivators could stand against the mightiest alien races, while high priests could summon the true spirits of the Glazed World to protect their tribes. But their light was destined to shine only upon the most powerful tribes.
Lin Yi was born into the Lin Tribe, which had barely a hundred people. He had seen his people hunt through blood and sweat just to put food on the table. He knew that when he was still an infant, his parents had died in the jaws of demonic beasts while covering their tribe’s retreat. And he had experienced firsthand how the so-called “protection of a great tribe” amounted to nothing when the fangs of an alien race drew near.
From protecting his younger sister, to protecting his tribe, to safeguarding the torch of humanity itself, the boy’s sword never asked who stood before him. It only asked who stood behind him.
Cangxuan is on the brink of ruin. I, Lin Yi, have but one sword. It is not for slaughter, but for protection.
"The theme of this book is: end war through war, and protect those you love."
Although it is not a perfect score, it is the best solution for eternal peace.
The writing is delicate, the atmosphere is well created, and you are completely immersed in it!
Lin Yi grew up from a weak tribe, guarded the human race with one sword, and frightened the foreign races for thousands of years.
The Demon Emperor shunned the giant and lowered his head, the Blood Ancestor trembled, and protected the Lin family from eternal peace.
He grew up from a small tribe of more than a hundred people and established the world of Xuan Tian Huang Di with one sword.
Young Lin Yi holds a sword to protect the human race, rises from the thorns, and shocks all races.
Surrounded by alien races, the young man grew up step by step.
The two paths of Taoism and witchcraft compose an epic of human struggle.
There are thorns everywhere, and the young man's counterattack is extremely exciting.
A young man from a small tribe rises up, and it is not easy to complete the journey of cultivation.