Slaying immortals and seeking the demonic path, she struggled through blood and tears, step by step ascending to the throne of the Demon God. She lorded it over the world for ten thousand years, only to be killed by her own well-behaved disciple.
Reborn, she swore she would summon a Nine-Clear Divine Thunderbolt and strike that traitor dead. The trouble was, her body was in poor shape. It would probably take eight or nine hundred years to recover.
She had to endure everything. If she couldn't swagger through life, she had to learn to crawl. Dignity mattered, but staying alive mattered more.
Reborn, she was determined to turn the world upside down, so her return would be worth it. The world would tremble before her once more.
I, Yao Qing, am back.
