The Realm of the Dead and the Afterlife

On the night of the split moon, Youdu was shaken, and the Ghost Ancestor came to the world. Everyone thought this was the beginning of a conspiracy. Only I, who woke up from the nightmare, knew that this was the end of revenge. I lay dormant at the seventh peak of the Piaomiao Sect, modified the memory of the useless peak master Gui Qi, and became the most inconspicuous Hundred Soul Realm disciple "Xuan" under his sect. I watched him drunkenly, treating the "Crane Moon Sword Technique" that I created casually as a treasure. I looked at those former enemies, showing contemptuous sneers in front of the weak soul fire I pretended. I endured, I planned, and I returned to the realm of the Ghost Ancestor step by step, vowing to find out the truth about his death. When I finally tore through the fog and touched the bloody truth, I discovered—— That betrayal that swept across all realms, that eternal catastrophe that left me dead, all those horrific pasts... Turns out, it was just "they" laying out for me a path destined to lead to the "human world"... To become a god.