For three hundred years, the land of Zhao had known no war. One thing had kept the martial world at peace: the immortal sword Tianheng. It was stationed at the mouth of the Demon Abyss, its blade and hilt kept in separate places, with the Ruan clan of the seal-keepers guarding it from generation to generation. In all three hundred years, no one had seen it drawn.
For three hundred years, the land of Zhao had also been bleeding, but its bloodshed took place in the shadows. Seventy-two Earthly Fiend Demonic Artifacts were scattered throughout the martial world. Each one devoured people, and each one was coveted. The most ruthless group seeking these artifacts was the Abyss-Eater Sect, led by Yin Bumei, whose true face had not been seen for twenty years.
On the night the Ruan clan was massacred, the last of its family, Ruan Qingshang, fled the flames clutching the sword's hilt. In the snow, she collided with a man.
His name was Jiang Ci. He carried an uninscribed sword called "Wuwen" and said he came from the north. The north was the Point of No Return Mountains. No one lived beyond them.
No one asked questions. In the martial world, not asking where someone came from was a rule.
Over the next seven years, Tianheng was reunited, the Record of Demon Suppression was stolen, the Abyssal Tide surged north, and the seventy-two demonic artifacts appeared one after another, as did the thirty-six immortal artifacts. The Abyss-Eater Sect did not intend to open the Demon Abyss, but the rift beneath it: the Heavenly Rift. Beyond the Heavenly Rift lay not the demon realm, but other worlds. Countless others.
Yin Bumei wanted to cross over. Jiang Ci was the only one who had come from the other side.
When the dust settled, he returned to the Heavenly Rift and carved this world's coordinates into a stone. Then he turned and left.
The next world was waiting.
