Han Yu was born into a collateral branch of one of the nine immortal clans in the Zhou Kingdom. With only a false spiritual root and mediocre talent, he had no chance of cultivating immortality.
All he wanted was to study hard and train in martial arts so he could set a good example for his younger siblings, even if the best he could ever hope to become was an ordinary person with a little prestige.
But when Han Yu was eight, his cousin's birth changed everything.
Han Xi had dual spiritual roots and quickly won the favor of the clan patriarch.
His father had been plotting for a long time and took the opportunity to eliminate Han Yu's father, then seize the position of clan head.
Not long afterward, Han Yu's mother, unable to bear the humiliation, hanged herself.
Only then did Han Yu truly understand what it meant to be an immortal cultivation clan.
A mortal's life was like a blade of grass, easily crushed with one hand and snuffed out with a casual wave.
He had never dreamed of attaining the Dao. But the moment he lost both his parents, he wanted to ask Heaven: What is the Dao? What does it mean that the Great Dao is heartless?
Everyone knew that the Zhou Kingdom had produced a remarkably talented young genius, blessed with an extraordinary affinity for cultivation. The sect leader of Tianyan Sect had taken him as a personal disciple at a young age. He had established his foundation by fourteen and had a boundless future ahead of him.
No one knew that Han Yu, from a collateral branch of the same clan, had risked everything and fallen into a demonic lair, struggling at death's door.
Three years later, an eighteen-year-old youth struck the Eternal Withered Bell of Tianyan Sect, astonishing the world and setting the immortal clans and sects scrambling to claim him.
Since the fall of the Holy Son Fuhua, no one in the cultivation world had been able to move the Ancient God's Tree in the slightest. Now, the Ancient God's Realm had opened once more.
When Han Xi first saw the Holy Son Deyu, his face turned deathly pale. His eyes held nothing but deep fear and confusion.
Who could have guessed that the Holy Son Deyu was his cousin Han Yu, the one who had survived that disaster?
No one but Han Yu himself knew what had happened to him.
The contract of the Heavenly Abyss had changed his constitution, granting him immense power while binding him deeply to someone else.
After the joyful days in which Han Yu took his revenge, the summons from that person grew ever clearer.
Han Yu knew that this journey was inevitable.
There could only be one Holy Son of the Ancient God in the world, and there could only ever be one.
To bring all this to an end, he had to travel to the Heavenly Abyss and meet the Holy Son Fuhua, Fifth Jiangzang.
What he never expected was that, beyond that barrier, he would find Jiangzang already transformed into a demon.
The man was bound to the Pillar That Reaches the Heavens by countless layers of ice. Before him sat a strange magical device, something like a mirror.
But the mirror reflected Han Yu's image with perfect clarity, and Han Yu's heart sank.
Who knew how long this man had been looking into the mirror? He had probably seen everything Han Yu had done.
The man smiled at him, his handsome face unnaturally alluring.
"Darling, you've kept me waiting so long."
Theme: Strengthen an indomitable will.