With mottled spiritual roots and no hope of reaching Foundation Establishment, young Lin Feng grips half a piece of broken jade and sets out on another ancient path, long buried in time.
While the prodigies of the immortal sects scramble for pills and magic treasures, he shatters thousand-year-old black iron with a single punch. While Nascent Soul ancestors sit and discuss the wonders of immortality, he flattens an ancient forbidden ground with one step. Using his body as a furnace to temper mountains and rivers, Lin Feng walks in silence along this ancient body-cultivation path, declared long ago to be extinct, crushing every slight and calamity in his way.
From a border town to the vast immortal sects, from the Southern Region of the Lower Realm to the battlefields of the myriad heavens. Spell cultivators wield dazzling powers, and sword cultivators cleave the sky with their sharpness, yet none can withstand the simple, brutal force of his fists. He bears the last spark of a buried age.
Then the tribulation lightning of the highest heavens descends. The firmament rages, and all laws wail. Lin Feng raises his head to face the embodiment of the supreme laws, and finally speaks what he has come to understand:
"So you cultivate the immortality ordained by 'Heaven.'"
"But I cultivate myself."
"I am my own Heavenly Dao."
This is a lonely journey of defiance, the story of a mortal who uses his fists and backbone to smash open Heaven's Gate, locked shut for countless ages, and reopen the firmament for those who come after him.
