In an era where gods trembled and immortals conspired, the Absolute Being was betrayed. Veyron, creator of all realms, was slain by those he once protected. But death could not hold him. Reborn as a mortal child in the slums of the Eastern Wastes, he awakens with no memory—only fragments of power and whispers of a forgotten name.

As ancient sects rise and celestial wars brew, Jin Mu must climb the ladder of cultivation, uncover the truth of his past, and reclaim the throne that was stolen.

But the heavens remember — and they fear his return.

Far to the north, in the Bloodspire Mountains, the Crimson Sect gathered beneath a sky stained red with ritual smoke. Their temple was carved into the mountain itself, a fortress of bone and obsidian.


The Grandmaster sat upon a throne of skulls, his eyes glowing with malice. Before him knelt Yue Ling, the youngest prodigy of the sect. Her mask was porcelain, her voice like ice.


"The sigil has activated," she said. "The boy lives."


The Grandmaster's fingers twitched. "Then the prophecy is true. The Absolute Being has returned."


"But not whole," Yue Ling said. "He is fractured. Vulnerable."


The Grandmaster smiled. "Then send the Shadow Envoys. Bring me his heart. We will consume his soul and ascend beyond the Dao itself."


Yue Ling bowed and turned to leave. But as she walked through the temple halls, she paused before a mural — one depicting Veyron's fall.


"I wonder," she whispered, "if the boy remembers what he once was."


Chapter 4 - The Crimson Sect Moves