1 Prologue

-Prologue-

There's a lot of things beyond our imagination and one of them is the power of Qi.

Qi is the energy in everything and it's also the life force that every person and thing has. Someone or something that can cultivate Qi to himself or to itself can have limitless strength to even reach the might of a God.

There's a legend about a hero who reached the cultivation rank of a Creator who did not just save humanity from the brink of extinction but also created a realm for humanity to prosper and reached the Rise of Humanity Age. Even now, no one knows who this hero was and they call his realm "Xaltan's Realm".

Xaltan's Realm was governed by Yion of Sky Heaven Clan, cultivation rank of an Emperor, the largest and strongest clan located at the center of the realm. After hundreds of years, new clans emerged and five major clans and their sub-clans have erected around the Sky Heaven Clan. Humanity rose and surpassed its former glory and now it's about to take up arms against the Realms that once oppressed them.

Before they open the gate to the other realms, the unity of sub-clans made their treacherous move. In just one night, the five major clans have fallen from the combined forces of their respective sub-clans and it was too late for the Sky Heaven Clan to stop the catastrophe created by these evil minds. Peace is a luxury no one can ever have forever. Sky Heaven has closed its border and never to be opened from the people outside of its territory.

Black Petal Clan is one of the Five Major clans that fell from the hands of this unforgivable event who suffered the most with almost wiping out the entire clan. Only a few of them survived and one them is Ai, son of Bahura, the past Commander of the Black State and the Head leader of Black Petal Clan.

-10 Years Ago, Black Petal Clan-

"Dad! You won't believe what has happened today! I just reached the 5th level of Disciple! How about that, old geezer!" The youth's smile is as wide as his happiness.

"Do you think you can beat your old man with qi cultivation like that? I'm a 5th stage King! You need to eat more rice to get stronger!" The middle-aged man doesn't show it but he's proud of the effort of his son. At such a young age reaching level 5 disciple, that's even greater than a genius level.

"Don't treat me as a kid! I'm already 8 years old!" He let out a frown at first but raised his head up and smiled showing unparalleled respect to his father.

"Then don't be so happy after reaching petty rank like that." Immediately messing his son's hair while his son struggles to be released.

"Just you wait, old man!" The youth trying to remove his father's hand through his hair.

But those smiles didn't last long changing into worry after a loud explosion was heard far north of the city. The father was alerted of what happened and the only thing he could do is look at his son and let out a confident smile.

"I'll be right back, son. The city needs your father. Be a good boy and don't get out of the house, will you?" The father grabbed his trusted longsword and wore his adamant armor that refuses to quit.

"Now you're just showing off! Just get the hell out of here, old man!" The youth's words are different from what he felt. Worry enveloped his feelings but his trust of his father's strength is greater. He said to himself, "my father will be back."

"Protect your sister. I couldn't find anyone better suited for the job. This is an order."

"Yes, sir!" The youth expressed his happiness from his father's order and trust raising his palm to his forehead. Little did he know that this was his first and last mission from his father... and he failed.