The Eastern Han royal family, driven to ruin by the backlash of worshipping evil gods; the Great Virtuous Teacher, who would trade his life to change fate and break through the heavens; Chancellor Cao, who bore the Han dynasty's curse of evil gods alone until he was no longer even human; the Sun family of Jiangdong, whose generations offered themselves in sacrifice to serve their clan spirit...
Lin Junshu died in an accident at a class reunion, then transmigrated to the Three Kingdoms era with a useless game System. He had hoped to make his mark using his knowledge of history, but soon discovered that something was very wrong with this version of the Three Kingdoms!
“Set up three altars for the sacrifice. Let the great formation begin!”
The people's surging resentment gathered into the Yellow Heaven, facing off from afar against the evil god concealed above the Han army.
At the heart of the formation, Zhang Jue, so corrupted that he was no longer recognizable as human, burst into laughter.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
“I am Zhang Jue, your humble Daoist. Han, prepare to die!”
Atop the Seven Star Altar, Zhuge Liang rose with the wind.
“I offer my left eye as a sacrifice. Lend me a gust of east wind!”
Black clouds, dark as ink, descended from the heavens. The evil gods' phantoms surged toward the left eye of the figure in the sky...
The soldiers, who had been panicking, looked up at the clouds streaming in from the east and murmured:
“The wind is rising...”
Swept into the vortex, Lin Junshu plunged headlong into this bizarre era of chaos. What unspeakable beings lurked behind the mysterious Three Kingdoms?
“Shh... Don't speak. The evil gods are listening!”
