Honghuang: I Am a Great One Who Enlightens All Beings

Nothing.

Endless nothingness.

No above or below, no cardinal directions, no past, and no future.

This is chaos.

In this primordial realm, where even “existence” has yet to be defined, a curled-up figure floats.

He is a young man.

His eyes are tightly shut, his brow slightly furrowed, as though immersed in a long, chaotic dream. There is no spiritual energy swirling around him, nor any divine radiance protecting him. He simply floats there, completely bare, like an insignificant speck of dust drifting through an endless void without beginning or end.

And yet, strangely, the chaotic currents automatically flow around this “speck of dust,” as if he himself were a taboo that even chaos dared not touch.

His name is Chen Xuan.