Le Daozhen

Heaven and Earth, Dark and Yellow

In the Great Wilderness, a naked man struggled to crawl out of a crack in the earth.

"How dare you, whelp, presume to speak of the Heavenly Dao!"

An angry rebuke rang out from above him.

The man in the fissure lifted his head and glanced around. With a scornful chuckle, he muttered to himself, "So all seven Saints have gathered at last. Good, very good. Perhaps killing you will change this world."

As the words fell, the man slowly rose to his feet.

With each movement, the boundless Great Wilderness changed around him.

Beacon fires rained down from the pitch-black sky, endless and unceasing.

The dark yellow earth gradually split open, lava spilling out in every direction.

Gale winds became tangible, filling the chaotic world between Heaven and Earth.

The Great Wilderness had died. The Primordial World would rise.

In midair, the Seven Saints' pupils contracted as they stared fixedly at the figure surrounded by them.

He parted his lips slightly.

"Heaven and Earth have no heart. Evil demons defend the Dao!"