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In the year 3030, Earth is nearly destroyed by natural disasters caused by global warming. Just as humanity is on the brink of extinction, the Earth awakens and chooses 15 people to receive ancient cultivation techniques. These Heroes lead humanity into a new era of cultivation.

500 years later, mutated beasts, evolving plants, and mysterious realms reshape the world. Lin Ho, the grandson of one of the original Heroes, struggles to cultivate after his parents disappear in a secret realm. On his 15th birthday, his necklace breaks, releasing a golden light that awakens a legendary power inside him—the Chaos Bloodline.

A new destiny begins.

Awakening of Chaos

The air atop Qingye Sect's mountain peaks had grown colder. A heavy mist rolled in from the ocean, hanging low over the trees like a warning.

In the main hall of Elder Council, Luo Sen stood before a round table lit by hovering crystals. Seated around him were four other inner elders — each a master of their own peak, their auras cloaked, their expressions unreadable.

> "He saw the seal," Luo Sen said.

The others exchanged glances. One elder with a silver beard and firemark eyes muttered, "We sealed that place over four hundred years ago. Who led him there?"

> "The Deep One," Luo Sen replied. "A remnant soul. Possibly bound to the ruins."

The hall went silent. Then Elder Qiu finally spoke.

> "It won't," Luo Sen said calmly. "Not yet."

The stars above Qingye were half-hidden behind drifting clouds. Lin Ho sat cross-legged on a stone platform, eyes shut, drawing in faint streams of ambient Qi. Beneath his skin, his meridians shimmered faintly. Each breath he took pulled in not just Qi — but the echoes of Chaos.

He wasn't trying to awaken the thing beneath the ocean.

But it had already recognized him.

A low hum resonated through his dantian, like an old voice calling from a long sleep. Come home… come home…

> "No," Lin Ho whispered. "I am already home."

The Chaos spiral within him pulsed once, then quieted.

It was Bai Qing, carrying a pouch and a scroll.

> "You're getting summoned again," she said, tossing the scroll lightly. "Elder Qiu wants to see you tomorrow. Private mission."

> "No. With me. And two others. Looks like they're testing trust now."

She hesitated, then sat beside him.

> "That seal… you felt it, didn't you?"

> "I felt… recognition. Like I've touched it before, in another life."

Bai Qing stared at him, wind catching strands of her dark hair.

> "You know you're not like the rest of us, right?"

> "I didn't choose this," he replied. "But I won't run from it."

> "Good. Then don't die tomorrow."

A sleek spiritual boat waited at the edge of the water, bound by glowing chains. Two other disciples were already aboard — both unknown to Lin Ho, but their presence was steady.

As he stepped on board, Bai Qing smirked.

> "No," Lin Ho said, eyes focused on the sea. "Just ready to learn what else they've buried."

The boat began to rise, propelled by runes. Far below, the waters of the Eastern Trench shimmered — quiet, but never still.

Chapter 51: Whispers of Origin