I was born a failure.
The immortal master said I was cursed by heaven, destined to live a lonely life and die without a whole body.
My parents believed him. They spent everything they had trying to change my fate, only to vanish without a trace.
From that moment on, I stopped believing in fate.
A withered skeleton passed the Return to the Ruins Cauldron on to me and taught me to devour all things and refine them into energy.
I devoured plants, spirit stones, magic treasures, and demons.
I devoured karma, sin, and every injustice in this world.
The world cultivates the Heavenly Dao. I cultivate the Dao of Devouring Heaven.
They call me a demon, a monster, someone the Heavenly Dao cannot tolerate.
But I only want to ask the heavens:
Why can’t mortals cultivate immortality?
Why should I accept my fate just because heaven cursed me?
My name is Ye Chen. Chen, as in dust.
