On the day my engagement was called off, a torrential rain battered the city.
The Liang family’s gates were shut tight. Behind my back, my older sister knelt in the rain until her knees were shattered. All ten of her fingernails had been torn off, blood mixing with mud. Someone inside laughed and said, “My power is absolute. I am the heavens.”
A bolt of thunder crashed down, striking me squarely on the head.
Everyone thought I was dead. I wasn’t.
At that moment, the soul of the Canglan Immortal Venerable awakened. The Spirit of Chaos recognized me as its master. My body was tempered by a thousand thunderbolts, and my shattered meridians were reforged overnight. I broke through three realms in succession: body refinement, qi refinement, and soul refinement.
That very night, I killed the sniper, seized his soul and took his life, then led my sister by the hand out of the rain.
Behind us, the Liang family’s lights were still on. I glanced back and memorized every face.
A month later, the Ye family held a grand banquet, with the city’s powerful elite all in attendance.
I pushed open the door. The entire hall fell silent.
Someone started to rise and speak. I lifted my hand and sent a bolt of palm lightning crashing down. The whole table exploded into dust, and that person dropped to his knees, trembling all over.
I pulled out a chair, sat down, and poured myself a drink. My voice was as casual as if I were commenting on the weather:
“Where’s the one who said his power was absolute? Step forward.”
“I came here today to ask: in front of me, Ye Feiyang, who dares call themselves the heavens?”
