In the continent of Chang'an humans had lived as livestock and slaves to the Primordial Beasts. These beasts were ferocious, bloodthirsty and overwhelmingly powerful, but even so, the humans managed to prevail in the face of despair.

As the human race grew stronger the Primordial Beasts fought back with relentless fierceness, rousing beast hordes to engage in frenzied battles over the land. 

Every single child on the continent was taught martial arts for the sake of fighting these Primordial Beasts, yet many of them were sent straight to their death.

In this world filled with constant battle, a young boy was born. This young boy was hoping to become the most outstanding cultivator, but who would have thought that his talent was so poor that he could not even cultivate? 

As the boy was filled with despair over his unfortunate situation, a life changing event occurred which would forever leave a scar in his mind, pushing him to transcend his limits and grow to become a legend.

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Condemning the Heavens

The others from Chang'an were shocked to see how casual Xue Wei was with handing over the storage treasures, but upon closer inspection, they noticed that only they were given some storage treasures. 


Xue Wei gave nothing to his own team, keeping everything for himself. They could not help but feel odd about this. Why would his companions allow Xue Wei to manage their resources? 


But no one said anything. It was as if this was a natural occurrence to them, and that it was as it should be. 


"Well then, let us move further into the inner reaches of the summer section of this realm," Xue Wei said as he put away their part of the loot before he tossed a few resources to his friends. 


Bai Tinayi and Luoluo both received a herb called a Soul Reaping Lily. It was a herb that consumed soul power and stored it. 


This was one of the most beneficial things for Luoluo and Bai Tianyi that Xue Wei had in his storage treasures, and he carelessly handed it over. 


Zhang Moyun