His spiritual root was destroyed, and his fiancée publicly broke off their engagement, even stepping on his face. “Shen Huai, you’re not fit to carry my shoes in this lifetime.” Everyone thought the useless wretch was done for. But deep in his dantian lay something that did not belong to the cultivation world: the Dao Bone of the Great Void.
While others cultivated by absorbing spiritual energy, he devoured the laws of the myriad paths throughout the heavens. While others spent a thousand years seeking enlightenment, he could sleep once and wake to find his techniques perfected. Three years later, the supreme alchemist of the Nine Heavens begged him for a life-saving immortal pill, while the Sword Dao Sovereign pleaded for his guidance. His former fiancée knelt before the immortal sect’s gates, weeping inconsolably. Shen Huai merely tossed back one line: “Get up. You’re blocking the light of my ascension.”
