Traveling through the last years of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, I became the last human race's son of destiny.
Conferring tribulation to the gods? God's plan? When the gods and Buddhas regard the human race as ants, when the saints plot to destroy our fate——
I, Yin Huan, the third son of Emperor Xin, woke up when the fate of the Great Shang Dynasty collapsed.
With a mortal body, he carries the destiny of the Nine Provinces; with the human fire, he fights against the torrent of heaven.
Outside Chaoge City, I erected an immortal monument for the human race; during the Battle of Muye, I transformed the Great Wall with luck.
When the Tongtian leader sighed in Biyou Palace, when Nuwa looked on coldly, when Yuanshi Tianzun made a move on the chessboard——
I stood on the top of the Star-Zhaing Tower and said only one sentence to the immortals and gods in the sky:
"This is a human world, and it should be ruled by humans."
