A hundred years ago, the aloof and proud celestial immortal Xiyue fell in love with Yunjing, a low-ranking demon of the Sea Clan whose words carried little weight. Their love brought disgrace upon the usually haughty Celestial Clan.
When openly opposing the couple failed, the Celestial Clan laid a trap and lured Yunjing in through Xiyue.
After discovering that he had fallen into the trap and been imprisoned, Yunjing flew into a rage and unleashed the most destructive war between sea and sky in history.
The battle raged for seven days and seven nights, enough to dim heaven and earth, blot out the sun and moon, throw yin and yang into disorder, and reverse life and death.
The one who stopped the war was his beloved, Xiyue.
She was the one who personally ended his life and soothed the immortals' anger.
But after Xiyue's betrayal and the immortals' siege, Yunjing uttered a vicious curse in the last moments of his life: May chaos engulf the world, and may all immortals fall!
Thus the Nine Heavens were shattered, the Dragon Palace of the Sea destroyed, and the sea flooded the celestial realm, leaving the land submerged beneath an endless ocean.
A hundred years later, a dashing, carefree, and unruly young man fell from the sky to the mortal world.
He loved jade and ancient geography; traveling and adventure.
He loved distant mountains and rivers, and making friends in the martial world.
He valued loyalty over money and stood up for those who were wronged.
He was born in the desert, yet loved the ocean.
He treasured freedom above all, yet was always bound by something.
He had met countless people, yet loved only one.
Over the past hundred years, the world had changed and all things had been replaced.
The ocean had become a desert, and marshes had retreated to become grasslands.
Snakes and rats no longer hibernated, and the sea whales had vanished without a trace.
Strange phenomena plagued the world, with constant earthquakes and volcanic eruptions.
Tsunamis and blizzards never ceased.
All the martial artists were killing one another over the ten ancient divine swords that had vanished during the war between sea and sky, throwing the martial world into a storm of blood and violence...
And he, an ordinary jade merchant, was inadvertently swept into the conflict.
In the midst of it, he encountered his former lover.
Her brows were like distant mountains, her eyes as clear and sweet as mountain springs. Her face was pale with illness, and sorrow filled her eyes.
But by then, the two of them no longer knew each other. They were strangers, as far apart as ever...
When he finally remembered everything, he realized that a hundred years had passed since he last looked back.
It's a good beginning, let's continue…