Chu Kuang transmigrates to a high-martial world where martial arts reach the divine and bloodlines reign supreme. Yet he becomes a useless collateral-family member, orphaned and burdened with pitiful talent.
At the Spirit Awakening Ceremony, he awakens the lowest-grade weapon, a “Fire Poker.” His gifted cousin sneers at him, and his aristocratic fiancée, to whom he was betrothed as a child, tears up their engagement in front of everyone. He is subjected to endless scorn and mockery.
“Chu Kuang, we don't belong to the same world,” his fiancée says coldly.
Chu Kuang tears up the marriage contract and laughs up at the sky. “You're right! Your world is about serving your husband and raising children. My world is the pinnacle of martial arts!”
No one knows that a “Martial Heart,” forged from a lifetime spent at the peak of martial arts in his previous life, lies dormant within him.
When his Martial Heart awakens, he can see through every technique at a glance! He can unravel every secret art of the myriad heavens with a single thought!
At the clan tournament, he defeats a gifted rival with one finger, barehanded, and points out thirteen flaws in the clan's supreme technique. The entire arena falls silent.
“Chu King's Art? You've been practicing it wrong.”
From that day on, Qingyang City loses a useless nobody, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands gain a madman.
He walks the path of invincibility, tempers an indestructible body, wields a Chaos Staff, battles the geniuses of myriad races, storms the gates of sacred grounds, and ventures into ancient forbidden zones.
“Rules? My fists are the rules!”
“Connections? I alone am the greatest backing anyone could have!”
Geniuses gang up on him? He sweeps them all away with a single man and a single staff!
An ancient clan tries to suppress him? Then he'll crush their gates and show the world what it means to know one's place!
The gods of the upper realm come to reap their harvest? Chu Kuang throws back his head and roars, pointing his staff at the heavens:
“If there truly are gods at the end of the martial path, ”
“Then let this mortal body of flesh and blood ask you one thing...”
“Do you dare take a single strike from my staff?!”
