"You are destined to die if you continue on this path. You cannot change your fate." He lifted his head to gaze at the heavens, fingers tightening around his sword hilt. "What if I can?" he muttered faintly. "I've done it before. I can do it again." Born in a desolate lower realm, he grows believing he is ordinary - an insignificant youth with a dream to reach the elusive peak. But the world suppresses him. A history buried in the endless river of time resurges. Seals weaken. The abyss stirs. Chaos begins to awaken. As he rises step by step among peerless geniuses, the heavens respond with tribulations. Immortals stand in his way. Fate tightens its grip. The Heavens itself moves to erase him. Yet he takes another step forward. If Immortals seek to destroy him, he will cut out a mountain of corpses. If the heavens block his path- He will carve one with his sword.