I Don't Know the Words of Resentment in This World

The source of power is exhausted year by year. Three thousand years ago, the Dasheng Kingdom was founded on the source of power. The ninth rank controls the world, the aristocratic family seals the territory, the Source Power Tower hangs high in the sky, and everyone has a destiny tablet engraved with a destined destination. Some people are born in the ninth rank and are destined to stand at the top of all living beings; some people are trapped in the first rank throughout their lives, and their source lamp is as weak as a firefly. Three thousand years later, the source of power is getting thinner year by year, and it may not be possible to produce a ninth-grade one in a hundred years. The aristocratic family monopolizes the last resources, and the common people will never be able to make a difference. Ye Yu, a third-grade ice-type boy, was walking out of the desert with abilities he didn't even know he had. He also didn't know that he would be involved in the most colorful strokes of the Dasheng Kingdom in the past three thousand years.