[Decisive and ruthless + mastermind behind the scenes + unstoppable domination + shadow guards + clones + devouring the source]
After I transmigrated to the Immortal Realm, my senior sister died protecting me.
I left my sect and was hunted for five hundred years, becoming a True Immortal amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
When I returned, I held her cold jade hairpin in my left hand. In my right, I wielded a forbidden ancient scripture that devoured the myriad Dao.
I destroyed my enemies’ sect and refined the red-clad woman. After laying my senior sister to rest among the clouds, I swore to the heavens:
“From this day forth, I will not turn back until I reach the Heavenly Court, become a Saint, and defy reincarnation!”
I entered the battlefield and used the Dao of Suppression and the Dao of Stillness to open the long-lost path of the Ancient Immortals.
A Golden Immortal’s killing intent? I devour it with one palm.
A Saint’s corpse? It too will become nourishment for my Dao.
They mocked my humble origins. I led seventy thousand soldiers of the Hengdao Camp, riding black steeds and answering with iron hooves:
“From this day on, the name of the Hengdao Camp will ring throughout the Myriad Worlds!”
Behind me are the brothers who will follow me in crushing the Celestial Palace.
Before me stand the immortals and gods of the heavens, blocking my senior sister’s resurrection.
Until the day I carved a blue mark at the end of reincarnation, and even the Saints took notice.
“My senior sister will return. Whoever stands in her way will die!”
After entering the heavenly battlefield, devouring the origin of the small world, killing the geniuses of the martial arts world, and breaking into the Zhoutian blood-burning formation, the story becomes more and more exciting.