The end of the world in 2012? No. It is an era where gods and demons dance in chaos, the heavens and earth are reformed, the great path is altered, and myths and legends emerge one after another. Mount Shu, Dragon-Tiger Mountain, Kunlun, Shaolin, Maoshan, the Sect of Ten Thousand Demons, the Five Venoms Sect, the Nine Calamities Palace, the Celestial Demon Pavilion—five great orthodox sects and four major demonic cults. This is not a game. There is no balance, only the stark law of the jungle. Power and wealth are but fleeting illusions; only true strength is fundamental. Witness how the protagonist, relying on memories from a past life, gains an early advantage over others and rises from a mere mortal to the pinnacle of legend. Cultivation ranks: Spirit Nurturing, Qi Drawing, Spirit Condensation, Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Divine Transformation, Unity, Tribulation Crossing, and Ascension. Buddhist cultivation ranks: Sramanera, Bhikshu, Shramana, Monk, Dharma Master, Venerable, and Bodhisattva. (Reader group: The Investiture Altar, group number: 262521930. All fellow cultivators are welcome to share your thoughts, support me, and join in the discussion of the story. I sincerely hope you will come. Thank you.)
"Zhang Xiao, you’ve been acting all mysterious lately—what’s going on with you?" Xia Cheng slapped his own shoulder as he asked. Staring at Xia Cheng’s honest, broad face, Zhang Xiao found himself at a loss for words. Xia Cheng was his childhood friend since elementary school—the only one who stuck with him after his family’s fatal car accident.
But what could he possibly tell him? Or, more importantly, what was he allowed to say? That in just three months, the world would shift, plunging all of existence into chaos and ushering in a new era where gods and demons danced freely in a mythic age reborn? He didn’t dare utter such things. Even if he did, no one would believe him—they’d think he was insane. With a helpless sigh, Zhang Xiao merely patted Xia Cheng on the shoulder and forced a laugh. “Nothing’s wrong. Just been in a funk lately. I want some time alone. I’m heading off now.”
After parting with Xia Cheng, Zhang Xiao didn’t go home. Instead, he wandered into a quiet park, lost in thought. The Shift—December 31, 2012. Just as the Mayan calendar predicted the world’s end, so too would the Shift arrive. But it wasn’t the apocalypse; it was an upheaval that would shake the world to its core. By then, money and power would mean nothing.
Only strength would matter; it would be the sole capital for survival. Heaven and earth would be transformed. Gods and demons would roam. Ancient sects once thought to exist only in myth or martial arts legends—Kunlun, Mount Shu, Dragon-Tiger Mountain, Mount Mao, Shaolin, the Demon Cult, the Five Venoms Sect,