Slaying Demons in Search of the Dao

The celestial roc spread its wings and blotted out the sky. The three-habitat Kun beast surged through the seas. The Azure Dragon chased the sun, the White Tiger roared, and the auspicious immortal bird scattered sparks of life across the world... Yet these ancient colossal beasts suddenly vanished. The uncanny creatures that appeared out of nowhere were especially terrifying. Humanity had only risen a hundred years earlier, but was forced to shoulder a great responsibility and protect countless living beings. Broken armor and white bones littered the ground, while black smoke curled over the ruins. The ancestors built a mighty fortress with blood for sand and their bodies for bricks, holding the line against all odds! Generation after generation followed, rushing forward without pause. Before anyone realized it, the people and ordinary beings had enjoyed ten thousand years of peace... Though the colossal beasts had left, the many ruins they left behind pointed humanity toward the mysteries of ancient paths and strange arts. The hardships of the past generations had passed down their legacy, and those who came after took up the task, painting legend after legend. Mortals, monks, demons, immortals. Those who sought answers were called “Dao seekers.” Countless seekers struggled upward from the depths of the ancient abyss...