The Lord of White Emperor City has thirteen sons and seven daughters. His youngest son, Bai Ye, had only just gained awareness when he embarked on a life of expeditions to the northern frontier, bloodshed at swordpoint. By the age when he tied up his hair, he already had the strength to shatter Mount Tai with his fist and the force to shake the heavens. In his eyes, now stripped of childishness, lay nothing but endless tides of beasts and battlefields awash in blood. In the course of his life, he would shatter ten thousand dynasties, smash the Immortal Realm, slay the Divine Void, and enter the Forbidden Lands.
The blood of gods is the wine in my cup; the bodies of immortal envoys are the roast in my belly.
The path of the strong is the ambition in my heart; absolute supremacy is my legacy for all eternity.
