The First Immortal of the Mortal World

"Mo Shaoyang, you've suffered countless defeats in your life. What gives you the right to stand before me? What?!"

Mo Shaoyang laughed. "Failure? It's just a normal part of life."

Looking back on his difficult life, he had transmigrated sixteen years ago. He had no golden finger, no talent for cultivation, only an unshakable will.

He smiled and put the hardships of the past behind him.

He is a god-summoner of extraordinary talent, and a cultivation failure with no bloodline.

He is a demon who proves his Dao through bloodshed, and a young man who never forgets his original aspirations.

He would rather kill his father to enter the Dao, and abandon everything for eternal life.

He has nothing. He has only himself.

A three-foot sword severs the mortal world; a six-inch silver spear breaks through the Jade Gate.

He seeks eternal life by proving his Dao through bloodshed; free of knowledge and desire, he becomes a god.

Who asks where he goes after severing his worldly ties? Clad in black, he follows the Dao for all under heaven. Why should he care what others think of his carefree ways?