In the depths of Machu Picchu, deep underground, there was a series of intricate chambers.
There seemed to be a strange energy constantly coalescing and increasing within the deepest chamber, within which there were dozens of men standing around a single altar in the middle.
On this altar, there was a ragged looking youth, who appeared to be around 10 years old, bound tightly with chains in a sitting position on this altar.
His eyes seemed to contain a sense of resignation as well as indignation and grief.
The altar seemed to be gathering all the strange energy that was coalescing within this room, and funnelling it into the altar which in turn channeled this energy through the chains and into the boy.
This boy was named Ao Xisu, and was an orphan who had been plunged headfirst into the secret world of cultivation, which was heavily intwined with modern society.
He himself didn't know much about the world that he had entered, except that in the past cultivators had remained aloof, however as the cultivation civilisation of the past declined, and regular mortal people rapidly industrialised, creating armaments which could threaten Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core cultivators, cultivators were forced to integrate somewhat with modern society.
Despite this, however, cultivators were still far beyond what regular humans could compete with, and if they so wished, all the regular mortals of the world could be massacred.
There were around a million cultivators world wide, out of the 9 billion people on the planet, with there being around 960,000 Qi Condensation cultivators, 40,000 Foundation Establishment cultivators, and an undetermined exact amount of Golden Core cultivators, albeit with there definitely being fewer than 50.
There were thought to be no Nascent Soul cultivators currently alive.
In the past, cultivators were untouchable by mortals, and remained completely separated, however now they integrated, albeit only at the highest level of society, in terms of politics or otherwise, with their existence only being known by those very few mortals at the top of society.
This was the extent of Ao Xisu's current knowledge of the cultivation world's background.
Ao Xisu himself was 9 years old, turning 10 within 2 days, having been born in 2020.
At the age of 6, shortly after his parents had died, Ao Xisu had been kidnapped by an unknown black robed man. This black robed man was one of the dozens of black robed men standing around him, for the last 4 years of his life, seemingly unmoving apart from when they rotated their shifts.
Ao Xisu himself only vaguely knew why he had been kidnapped, and it had something to do with the fact that he was the descendant of an incredible cultivator from the old cultivation era, the Human Sovereign Fuxi.
His mother had been the last bloodline descendant of Fuxi before her death, leaving him as the sole remnant of Fuxi's bloodline, despite his mother having not cultivated and his family having become completely disconnected from the cultivation world over time.
Fuxi was rumoured to have reached at least the Nascent Soul realm, and possibly the mythical realms after that!
Naturally, as his descendant, Ao Xisu possessed incredible cultivation, apparently having 'paragon' level talent, as well as a special bloodline ability which would awaken at the Foundation Establishment realm and make him invincible among the same realm, although Ao Xisu did not know what this ability was.
Where as incredible geniuses, might reach the Foundation Establishment realm within 30 to 40 years, Ao Xisu was already at the late stage of Qi Condensation at the age of 10.
This was mainly due to the strange energy being channelled into his body, which not only further refined his body, and raised his aptitude, but increased his cultivation level passively, allowing him to absorb more Qi from his surroundings.
Ao Xisu himself didn't know why he was chained up and kept as a captive, not even knowing that he had been taken to and kept captive in South America.
As Ao Xisu prepared himself for another torturous day, just sitting in anguish wondering what he did to deserve this fate, a red robed man entered the room he was in.
Whereas all the black robed men surrounding him were at the Qi Condensation realm, this red robed man shockingly emanated an aura at least 10 times stronger than the strongest black robed man.
This was clearly a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator!
Looking at Ao Xisu, this red robed man seemed to show an expression of appreciation.
He was a thickset man, clearly of Southern American descent, with a full beard and moustache, covering his face.
He had a crew cut, with jet black hair.
"Truly worthy of being the descendant of Human Sovereign Fuxi, your talent is unparalleled, perfect for Lord Quetzalcoatl."
Having said these words the red robed man stretched out his hand, causing the chains which had been binding Ao Xisu for nearly 4 years to fall off his body.
Ao Xisu was so shocked he was unable to react, before he felt a suppressive force stopping him from moving.
The red robed man had picked up and was suppressing his movements!
The red robed man put him in a fireman's carry over his shoulder and left the room which had been Ao Xisu's residence for 4 years, carrying him through the maze of tunnels that was within this underground complex.
After what seemed like hours to Ao Xisu, they arrived in an incredibly large cavern, where there appeared to be thousands of men, the majority wearing black robes, a few wearing red robes, and even... one man wearing golden robes!
Ao Xisu's eyes needled upon seeing this golden robed man, as he instinctively knew that this must be... a Golden Core cultivator!
Based on what he knew, Ao Xisu knew that whoever had kidnapped him must be an apex cultivation group across the world, just due to the presence of the Golden Core cultivator.
Ao Xisu was dumped on an altar, similar to the one he had been on before, in the centre of the cavern.
Amidst his shock at his circumstances, the golden robed man slowly stepped fowards, before stopping before Ao Xisu.
He smiled gently towards Ao Xisu was if he was his own offspring.
Then slowly but surely, the old man in the golden robes, who possessed black hair with flecks of white, and a wizened old appearance, pulled out a dagger, which was pure black and appeared to be made out of obsidian.
He then said, with a heavy accent,"In the name of Pachacuti, I summon Lord Quetzalcoatl!!"
Having said these words, the golden robed man plunged the obsidian dagger deep into the heart of Ao Xisu, thoroughly piercing his heart and body.
Ao Xisu still unable to move could only watch in despair as this happened, and he felt his life ebbing away from him as he bled out with incredible speed, his blood staining the altar below him.