Seeking the Dao in the Great Abyss

Lu Chen is an orphan from a fishing village. His greatest wish is to have enough to eat and warm clothes to wear.

That is, until he finds a strange black fragment by the river.

That day, he is infected by the power of “Erosion,” and a mysterious man in black stuffs a gray, dust-covered pouch into his hands.

That day, an immortal master from the Qingxu Sect takes him back to the sect, but looks at him as if he were a priceless treasure.

They say he possesses the long-lost “Great Abyss Dao Body,” the only key capable of restraining “Erosion.”

They also say he is a piece left behind by the “Abyssal Emperor,” a vessel for saving the world and a calamity destined to destroy it.

They give him pills, teach him cultivation methods, and offer him protection. But they also draw his blood, test his body, and treat him as a controllable “human-shaped magical artifact.”

Lu Chen lowers his head. The dark golden sigil in his palm grows faintly warm.

He knows he is neither a key nor a chess piece.

He is just... a little hungry.

So...

He devours the essence of the “Spirit-Cleansing Spring.”

He devours the source of “Erosion.”

He even... takes a taste of a Golden Core cultivator’s spiritual power.

Burp. Not bad.

Then, one day, the Nine Sects gather in alliance, with immortals converging from all directions.

Before everyone’s eyes, Lu Chen is swallowed by a sudden pitch-black rift.

On the other side lies an endless, freezing darkness, and a... gigantic dark golden eye slowly opening.

The eye gazes at him in silence, conveying an ancient yet unmistakable thought:

“Welcome home, my descendant.”