Three years into the spiritual qi revival, the streets are full of people with supernatural abilities.
Some summon lightning to destroy the world, some become blazing suns, and some control space.
Only Zhou Lingfeng, tested year after year, still can't awaken an ability.
The last person in the entire school without one.
And a good-for-nothing in everyone's eyes.
His classmates mock him, and the school bully picks on him every few days.
Then one night, a rift opens in the subway, and monsters pour in like a flood.
Only Zhou Lingfeng raises the rusty spear his grandfather left him and stands alone at the entrance to the passage.
The instant the spear tip is stained with blood, a cold voice rings out in his mind:
[Spear wielder. Mortal. In the depths of despair, you held your spear to protect others.]
[Immortal Path Inheritance System bound.]
[Spear: Nameless. Power restored: one ten-thousandth.]
[Inheritance unlocked: Primordial Spear Scripture.]
At that moment, Zhou Lingfeng finally understands.
Others awaken supernatural abilities, while he sets foot on the immortal path.
From then on, in an age when everyone awakens, there is one man who cultivates immortality with a spear in hand.
He forms a spell seal with his left hand and wields his spear with his right.
One thrust shatters ten thousand techniques; one step takes him along the immortal path.
Years later, the Heavenly Gate opens, and demons descend.
Mighty warriors from the heavens gather in the mortal realm.
Zhou Lingfeng stands alone before the Heavenly Gate and plants his spear in the ground.
“Want to come through?”
“Ask the spear in my hand first.”
