[A script set by the Heavenly Dao? Tear it up!]
The fates of all living beings hung above their heads, while threads of karmic red wound around their fingertips. When Zhang Lingyue's Nine Tribulations Soul-Devouring Needle pierced the throat of the "Chosen One," and Liu Mengli synchronized her senses with the child of fortune at their dual cultivation ceremony to plant a heart demon, the four dimensions of destiny governing the entire cultivation world began to tremble.
Golden fortune was refined into pills, while bloody calamities of death flowed backward and became swords.
Each time a segment of the original plot shattered, forbidden power scorched another inch of their spiritual meridians: They twisted the laws of causality until their enemies shattered their own immortal bones, trapped and slaughtered three thousand cultivators inside a literary inquisition barrier, and summoned another "self" from a parallel world, arriving through the void with a bloodstained blade.
"Senior Sister, doesn't this Heavenly Dao look like a trembling dog to you?" The girl licked the karmic fire conjured from her fate-defying points at the corner of her lips. The Ninefold Netherworld Realm cracked beneath her feet, inch by inch. "Time to write it a new ending."
