In 1937, Japanese invaders trampled across the Central Plains, accompanied not only by guns and cannons but also by sinister practitioners from Japan. They refined blood banners using the souls of the living, raised shikigami on the vital essence of children, and built altars from mountains of bones. Wherever they went, villages and towns became ruins, and souls were scattered. They sought to use a thousand-year-old evil art to suppress China’s destiny and destroy the legacy of the Chinese people.
After a century of warfare, the cultivation world of the Central Plains appeared to be in decline, but its traditions had never died out. Chen Ye, an unaffiliated cultivator from Mount Zhongnan, uncovered a bloodbath in Qingniu Town. One message summoned a storm from every direction: thunder-wielding Daoists from Mount Longhu, Shaolin warrior monks, hidden-weapon masters from the Tang Clan of Shu, evil-banishing Taoists from Mount Mao, spirit mediums from the north, and hunters from the Taihang Mountains. Though they had long been divided by sectarian prejudice and disputes over right and wrong, they set aside their differences and went to their deaths together in the face of foreign enemies and blood feuds against their homeland.
From an ambush in a narrow valley on the Jizhong Plain, to a battle for life and death at the Altar of a Hundred Bones in Lin County, and then to the shocking plot behind the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array in Fengtian, beyond the passes, Chen Ye and countless nameless cultivators used their own flesh and blood to stand against the iron tread of evil arts. They proved their Dao amid the flames of war and defended their homeland in the depths of despair. Written in a fantastical style, the story captures the spirit of resistance: its battles pit sorcery against sorcery, while its heart lies in duty to country and family. This land of China has never belonged to any one sect. Anyone who invades will be hunted down by all sides, with no chance of return.
