Douluo Dalu: The Nine-Colored Emperor, Before Whom Even God Kings Bow Their Heads

My name is Nangong Yun Yuan. I am the young master of the Nangong Clan, one of the mightiest families on the Divine Flame Continent. I should have had a life of limitless privilege, but after my master, the Burning Heaven Fire God, broke through his cultivation bottleneck and ascended to the Divine Realm, those coveting the Nangong Clan from the shadows began to stir. These people were masters of scheming. My father, Nangong Han, fell victim to their schemes, and members of my clan began disappearing one after another. I knew they wouldn’t spare me either. Though I was no match for them, I used the trump card my master had left me before ascending and chose to perish alongside them. I died, but not entirely. A wisp of my remnant soul endured, crossed the barriers between planes, and awoke possessing a dying youth in Douluo Dalu. In this life, I began cultivating the Art of Burning Heaven’s Wrath anew, and my progress was even faster than before. I swore that once my cultivation was complete, I would return to the Divine Flame Continent and grind them all to dust. One color, one realm. Once Huo Xuan fully masters the laws of the nine-colored flames, he can break the shackles of the world’s laws in a single stroke and become the Nine-Colored Emperor.