Everyone cultivates immortality in pursuit of eternal life, or tempers their bodies to become invincible. Lin Mo is the only one who cultivates his emotions.
In this urban age of spiritual qi revival and rampant monsters, office drone Lin Mo finally breaks down in a convenience store late at night after enduring eighty-one rounds of crushing oppression.
With one punch, he shatters the mirror of reality and accidentally awakens the Reincarnation Divine Throne, sleeping deep within his soul.
Rage can condense stars and forge thunderbolts of destruction;
Sorrow can become sweet rain and nurture the life of all things;
Elation can kindle starlight and illuminate eternal darkness.
Others cultivate by drawing in the spiritual qi of heaven and earth. Lin Mo cultivates by losing his cool.
Starting from a shattered Chaos Continent, Lin Mo travels between countless worlds, walking beneath the feet of the gods.
He uses despair to lay the foundations of his divine kingdom, and hope to nurture the primordial peoples of the ancient world.
While the gods of the heavens are still fighting over the faith of mortals, Lin Mo is already seated above reincarnation, gazing down indifferently. “Don’t mess with me. If I get angry, your entire universe will have to start over.”
