The Endless Celestial Cycle

The cosmos is vast, its stars like specks of dust.

A century after primordial energy returned, the old order collapsed, and immortals and mortals came to coexist. Some say, “Cultivators defy the heavens.” Others say, “The Heavenly Dao is fickle, and all living beings are mere ants.”

No one knew that before chaos was born, a divine art had taken shape within the primordial void. It contained the true meaning of the cosmos, could command space and time and determine what existed. It was called the Endless Celestial Cycle.

Then one day, a young man obtained it in a desperate situation.

His name was Fang Sheng. He had mediocre talent and a ruthless disposition. Everyone said he would never attain the Great Dao. He laughed, knowing they could not see the truth.

From then on, he wielded space as effortlessly as his own limbs and controlled time as if plucking the strings of a qin. From Shengtu to the sea of stars, from the mortal realm to the summit of immortality, he climbed step by step to heights no one had ever reached.

Yet with every step forward, he saw a little more of the world's truth.

Perhaps the return of primordial energy was no gift from heaven.

Beyond the cosmos, it seemed a gaze was fixed upon him.

The Great Dao has no end, and the celestial cycle is infinite.