War flames sweep across the border town. He returns from the battlefield soaked in blood, a scout who should have died.
Wang Qing, from the twenty-first century, has fallen into a chaotic world torn apart by warring immortals and demons.
Without a spiritual root, he has no path to cultivation. His name has long been entered among the dead on the government’s military rolls.
A fragment of the bones of a fallen prodigy quietly takes root in his flesh and blood.
This is no heaven-sent gift of opportunity, but a blade hanging over his neck, one that could turn against him at any moment.
The Great Dao leads to heaven, but even mortals can defy its course.
It is simply that on this desperate road to survival, every step comes at the price of blood.
