Baiyun is nothing special in his life. His grades are average and he talks little. He moved from Baijia Village on the top of Caiyun to study in Shenchuan City. Every day he attends classes, studies in the evenings, and eats a bowl of fried noodles for eight yuan in the alley of the urban village.
Until that rainy night, he saw a faceless man standing on the street corner.
It's not a ghost, it's not an illusion, it's something only found in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. The thing saw him too.
Only then did he realize that the remains of the ancient Battle of the Gods had been lying underground in Shenchuan City. The reason why this city is prosperous is that it is built on the weakest gap in China's divine veins - under the tall buildings around you, there are thousands of years of seals buried; in the old teaching buildings you pass every day, there are whispers of ancient gods deep in the foundations.
He was drawn into the special pulse class at Hengdao Middle School. On the surface, this is an ordinary high school, but in fact it is the last "Human Hengdaoyuan" secretly guarded by the state. My deskmate Liu Yifei, the only descendant of the Liu family, has a better brain than all the teachers in the school put together. Zhao Chen in the back row is honest and honest. His family has been guarding Shenyin for generations, but his qualifications have been mediocre for generations. The most important thing he lacks is his backbone.
The three of them were tied together by an invisible thread - Bai Yun didn't have a trace of divine veins in his body, but he could accommodate the resentment of all the fallen ancient gods without being eroded. Because his destiny is "pure white and unsullied". After becoming a god in ancient times, he is the only human order enforcer in the world who can purify the remaining gods.
Everyone is concealing the fact that the remnant god Huang Shuo, who was buried under the deep river, is awakening.
He doesn't want to rule, he wants to restart the era of theocracy and erase all mortals' free will.
Bai Yun looked at the textbook in his hand and the lights outside the window, pretending to be a sixteen-year-old boy.
