The Qingyun Sect falls overnight, its entire membership drenched in blood. Its prodigious young heir, Lin Mo, plunges into the abyss and is trapped at the bottom of a cliff for three years, barely staying alive.
All the glory of the past has vanished, leaving only his unparalleled Chaotic Dark Origin and his heaven-defying ability to divine the secrets of fate.
On the borderlands of a chaotic age, cultivators run rampant, enemies lie in wait, and traps are everywhere.
He casts aside his sharp edge, conceals his identity, hides his presence, and buries his name, becoming the lowliest of refugee commoners.
He does not fight head-on or recklessly show off his courage.
He turns to the right time, the right place, human nature, and his enemies’ arrogance for advantage.
In a mortal body, he lays a death trap; with techniques that leave no trace, he buries enemies whose crimes are beyond measure.
Others strike and draw blood; when he strikes, all that remains is an “accident.”
Others make their names through slaughter; his killings sever every karmic tie.
Chu Yun reigns supreme over the Southern Domain, hailed as a heaven-blessed prodigy and looking down on all living things.
Yet he has no idea that the nameless refugee hidden in the dust of this chaotic age is the very remnant of the Qingyun Sect he longs to wipe out, day and night.
He endures in silence, biding his time like a hidden dragon.
When the winds finally rise, he will settle his blood feud and crush the countless prodigies beneath his feet!
