> A thousand years ago, the Demon Abyss split open for the third time, and none of the sects could seal it. Xie Wujiu went to its mouth and used his divine soul to create a dream seal, holding the rift closed to this day.
> The dream seal must be constantly fed, and the only thing that can feed it is what sleep produces. So he can't stay awake for long, can't form attachments, and can't leave the mountain. Otherwise, the seal will break and the abyss will open.
> The world thinks he's slacking off. In truth, he's on the job.
> On the 331st day of the 999th year of the seal, only 36 days remain. His hand can't hold on any longer. He must find someone to take his place before the term expires.
> He has to take on disciples, establish rules, keep accounts, set prices, post notices, and turn a broken sect with only seven people left into a place capable of bearing a thousand years' worth of weight.
> When the gate opens, what comes out isn't a demon, but an old woman clutching a clay jar and asking, "Is this daytime?"
> What he had held back for a thousand years was people, after all.
Only one person recognized him.
Through all the commotion, she sent a single sentence into his ear:
"Husband, you've been hiding for so long, but I've found you."
He slept for a thousand years and hid for a thousand years. The one he was hiding from wasn't her, but the Heavenly Dao.
But the moment his heart stirred, the Demon Abyss split open.
