An infinite-worlds story. Even the author doesn’t know how it will turn out.
When chaos first began, order crumbled. Countless powerful, savage spirits rampaged across the cosmos, wreaking havoc among the stars.
It was an age of apocalypse, when all life awaited death and heaven and earth lay shrouded in gloom.
Just as humanity teetered on the brink of extinction, its first Human Emperor was born amid the chaos.
He was Chu Sheng, revered by later generations as the Wuji Emperor.
With peerless wisdom, heaven-reaching might, and a heart greater than all others, he led humanity, then hanging by a thread, swept across the Hongmeng races, ruled the Myriad Worlds, restored order to the cosmos, and established new laws for heaven and earth.
But the price of reaching the pinnacle of creation and dominating the ages was to bear the immense karma of heaven and earth, along with endless cause and effect.
To protect all life and preserve peace among the Three Realms, the Wuji Emperor ultimately dispersed his imperial Dao, dissolving all his cultivation and divine soul into heaven and earth.
After that, humanity’s fortune steadily waned, dwindling toward insignificance.
Countless ages passed.
The spark of his primordial soul, scattered across the Myriad Worlds, seemed to answer a mysterious summons and awoke from its long slumber.
He had returned.
