Chapter 0

Prologue:

In a cold and desolate land, completely devoid of life, a human figure was struggling to keep himself up whilst he was treading through an endless snowstorm that was beating against his tattered body relentlessly.

As he was walking, he dripped countless drops of blood onto the pale white ground, turning it crimson red with every drop.

If someone had seen the path that this man had tred, they would have gaping mouths as there was a road made with that man's blood that stretched to the horizon. One would not be able to see where this road of blood ended.

"...Kuhh….. How…. I…..., the strongest of martial cultivators was actually fated to die this sort of death? ….How laughable…. To think that I was punished by the gods in this way….I have always walked down the path of martial cultivation with a heart that never wavered…. I made many trusted friends and married the woman that I loved since I was little….. This is too cruel… TOO CRUEL!!! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS PUNISHMENT?!! WHY AM I THE ONE TO SUFFER THIS?!? Why..." as the man was stopped abruptly in the midst of the snowstorm, he suddenly shouted towards the nine heavens and half knelt due to his currently weak constitution.

"Is this due to me defying the heavens with my talent?! Is this why the heavens are punishing me by putting a stop to my reign? Is it because of my role as the leader of the Seven Gods? Or is it due to me escaping your clutches from previous times in my life?"

"..... Since you wish to destroy my everything, then I will pass everything on to someone else! I'll see if you can kill that person too! HAHAHAHA!!!!" As the man yelled this, he sat down and created a spacial formation in front of him. Soon, a purple light shone from his dantian, and a mist of orange gas emerged from every orifice on his body, condensing into a bead that was no bigger than a pinky.

The bead emitted an extremely dangerous aura and seemed to constantly break the space around it, absorbing the raw power of space and devouring it. At the same time, this bead was so bright that if one was to describe what it looked like, they would say that it seemed as though they were staring at the sun itself. As the man released this bead from his body, he instantly vomited blood and collapsed on the ground, his appearance took a drastic change and from a middle-aged man that was at the top of the world, he turned into a frail old man who was at the edge of his life. Before this old man collapsed, he transferred a white sack with the word, 'Dragon' engraved on it along with a jade that had nine holes, each of them shining with a different light, into the bead.

After transferring his most precious belongings into the bead, the old man finally closed his eyes and collapsed onto the floor that covered in snow and blood. With that, he drew his last breath. Then, a strange thing happened. The bead of purple light that was floating in the air, disappeared.