The Mountain That Suppresses the Heavens for Eternity

On the Cangxuan Continent, martial might reigns supreme.

When young people turn sixteen, they can awaken their Fate Palace, an event that determines the course of their lives.

Some have a sword concealed in their Fate Palace, able to cleave a hundred-zhang river with a single thought.

Some nurture a dragon in their Fate Palace, able to summon wind and rain with a wave of their hand.

Lu Chenzhou, young master of the Lu family in Qingshi City, was gifted from a young age. He entered the seventh level of Body Tempering at fifteen, and everyone believed he would awaken a top-tier Fate Palace.

But on the day of his awakening, the only thing in his Fate Palace was a barren black mountain, devoid of vegetation and spiritual energy.

It could not gather spiritual energy or nurture divine abilities.

Everyone called it the most useless Fate Palace.

The clansmen who once fawned over him turned their backs, his cousin who coveted his position as young master pressed him at every turn, and even the prominent family to whom he was betrothed sent someone to demand the return of their token.

Until that night.

Lu Chenzhou's consciousness entered the depths of the barren mountain, where he saw nine peaks reaching into the clouds and, at the foot of the first peak, a bronze heavenly gate sealed by countless chains.

Behind the gate, an ancient dragon-elephant that had slumbered for eons slowly opened its eyes.

"Mortal, you want to borrow my power?"

"Then first prove you can keep this mountain under control!"

Years later, the Twelve Abysses collapsed at once. Armies of countless races bore down on the world, the Saints were drenched in blood, and even those in the Imperial Realm bowed their heads.

With the divine mountain on his back, Lu Chenzhou alone ascended the shattered firmament.

"Beneath this mountain, gods and demons may not tread."

"Above this mountain, I am Heaven."