I Asked You to Guard One City, So Why Did You Suppress All the Immortals and Demons?

Spiritual qi revival sweeps the world, mist spreads, ancient legacies are passed down once more, and the human body's potential is awakened.

Ancient martial arts, cultivation, awakened talents: an age where the strong rule has arrived, and a world that was already rotten has grown even more corrupt.

In this age, rules restrain the weak at the bottom and protect the nobles at the top.

As a lightless night pushes everyone little by little toward the abyss of chaos, a pitch-black prison opens a crack in the dawn.

The demon emperors, devil lords, and immortal emperors of the ancient world, along with the gods of the new age, wail behind bars.

Chen Muling stands atop the Black Prison, gazing at the walking dead teetering on the edge of the abyss. Slowly, he speaks:

“I've come... to rebuild the rules!”