Throughout the endless primal chaos, countless worlds exist filled with people with aspirations and dreams. There are several levels of worlds existing in this cluster of worlds. The greater thousand worlds, the middle thousand worlds, and the lower thousand worlds. There are many differences between these worlds. Each world has a Heavenly Dao which is connected to the main heavenly Dao of the universe known as the primal chaos divine world will. The level of each world is determined by the strength of its heavenly Dao. Within these worlds, there are the Daoists with boundless wisdom, the ruthless immortals, and the cunning heavenly gods. The god immortal world is located at the very center of the universe, it is the most important world in the universe as it houses the primal chaos divine world will.
Within the god immortal world inside a secret realm, there is a young man who looked no older than 25. With long, silky black hair, a face and body which looks like it was sculpted by the best craftsmen god in the universe. He wears a robe that feels like it is woven from the grand Dao laws of the universe it only further accentuates his immortal-like temperament. But his eyes are filled with the vicissitudes of life, profound sadness, and boundless rage. He stands there with his hands covered with blood.
This man's strength and wisdom knows no bounds. He could flip heaven and earth with a wave of his hands. Destroy countless worlds with a single breath. With a word from him all the immortals and Daoists, the universe would mobilize and slaughter anyone who stands in his way without any care for their own lives. For he was their ruler, sovereign, and emperor. He led them against the oppression of the primordial gods and devils but all of that was no more, he had lost all his powerful cultivation, his emperor body, and his great kingdom. All that he left in the world was his invincible Dao heart. It was the only thing that allowed him to survive.
He looked at the ring he wore on his hand. He felt rage at it. It was because of this ring that he had lost everything. Even his wife betrayed him for it. Of course, with his strength, he escaped the encirclement of the countless gods and their followers. He had been betrayed by his brother for it. They had journeyed throughout the myriad worlds killing, fighting, and learning. When he remembered their smug face when they almost killed him, he felt anger unlike any other and a powerful strength escaped from his Dao heart. A will emanated out of his body it shook the secret realm and almost destroyed it. Once he realized the realm would soon be destroyed, he controlled himself.
He knew there was very little time left for him. So, he borrowed the strength of his Dao heart and started chanting a spell. He used his massive amount of soul energy to fuel it. While he would lose all of it but it could be gained back if he cultivated again. With this spell, he could reincarnate into a world within the endless chaos and start anew. He will have no regrets in this new life. As he finished chanting. He sent out messages throughout the endless primal chaos that he would be back and he will kill them. A blinding white light emitted and there was no there anymore only lingering wind remained.