In the final years of antiquity, the Dragon Ancestor's malice surged to the heavens. The False Dragon Court seized control of the Heavenly Dao, seeking to make the dragon race supreme, purge humanity, demons, gods, and sea folk, and establish an eternal Dragon Dynasty!
As chaos loomed, the ancient Yinglong defied the heavens. Using its own body to forge a sword, it cleaved apart the Dragon Authority of the Heavenly Dao, shattered the fiendish power of the Ancestral Veins, and spent ten million years of its essence, every last drop of divine blood and bone, to forge twelve Dragon-Slaying Swords.
One sword suppressed one calamity, one sword sealed one disaster, one sword shattered one dragon!
The twelve Dragon-Slaying Swords were not weapons made for slaughter. They were the Heavenly Dao's decree of balance, the final shackles keeping the mountains and seas in check.
The twelve swords quelled twelve dragon calamities, bound the Dragon Ancestor, suppressed the Dragon Court, and sealed away dragon disasters, forcibly restoring balance to the mountains-and-seas world on the brink of collapse. But defying the heavens to slay dragons came at a price that could not be repaid in ten thousand ages.
Yinglong fell. The sword souls of the twelve Dragon-Slaying Swords shattered, scattering across the nine regions of the mountains and seas. They vanished into secret realms, hid among beast bones, sank into the Returning Void, and were sealed within the Divine Court.
Also sealed away was a rewritten account of the truth behind the dragon-slaying.
A thousand years passed, and the seas changed into fields of mulberry trees.
The remnants of the dragon race altered ancient histories, erasing the Dragon Ancestor's monstrous crimes of world destruction and branding the dragon slayers as traitorous fiends who defied the Dao. The twelve Dragon-Slaying Swords were declared forbidden weapons of the heavens.
Everyone knew: anyone who wielded a Dragon-Slaying Sword was a traitor to the dragons and deserved death across the nine regions!
No one knew: without the dragon slayers, the mountains and seas would have no life, and every race would perish.
As the ages turned, in a remote corner of the Cangwu Region stood a small town called Bluestone.
When chaos reignites, a boy born with severed meridians and a crippled body will take up a broken dragon-pattern sword seal and claim the first Dragon-Slaying Sword, sealed away for ten thousand ages. He will slay the old dragons, shatter the false heavens, expose an ancient injustice, and reshape the order of the mountains and seas.
