In the ancient times, when heaven and earth thrummed with the energy of life and the cosmos was in harmonious balance, there existed a realm where gods and mortals danced to the rhythms of fate. This was a time of flourishing kingdoms and noble souls, yet, in the shadows lurked a growing darkness.
In the heart of the Great Chaos country, the oppressive rule of King Hao Luo—a demon shrouded in treachery—sowed seeds of despair among its inhabitants. Whispers of his cruelty reached the heavens, echoing in the ethereal chambers of the divine. The gods, powerful and wise, sensed the imbalance; they convened in XuanHeaven, where the presence of the supreme god Tong Xuan commanded respect and reverence.
"Something must be done," intoned the goddess XuanShi, her voice melodic yet laced with urgency. "The mortals suffer under his reign. We must intervene."
"Indeed," Tong Xuan replied, his gaze piercing through the fabric of time. "But it is not enough to send forth mere warriors. We need avatars, beings of immense potential, to restore the peace."
And so, it was decided that the supreme god and his beloved goddess would descend to the mortal realm, taking their avatars to guide the people back to the light.
A New Beginning
In the small yet bustling Qin village, life was simple. The villagers toiled under the sun, cultivating their fields and tending to their livestock. Yet, unbeknownst to them, destiny was about to weave a new tapestry—a tapestry that would intertwine their fates with the very essence of the divine.
Hao Xuan, a boy of exquisite charm with an infectious smile, ran through the fields with laughter echoing in the air. He was the adopted son of Qin Han and Qin Shan, beloved by all for his adventurous spirit. But he was unaware of the grand lineage that lay hidden within him, waiting for the right moment to unfurl.
"Look! There's Hao Xuan!" a girl exclaimed, pointing toward the horizon where the boy was chasing after butterflies, his laughter ringing like bells.
He stopped suddenly, a faint shimmer catching his eye. It was the reflection of a serene pond where the village girls bathed, their laughter mingling with the soft splashes of water. A playful glint sparkled in Hao Xuan's eye as he stealthily approached, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
The Call of the Gods
Meanwhile, in the celestial realms, Tong Xuan and XuanShi had already arrived on Earth, their forms cloaked in the subtle light of their divinity. They watched over their avatars, guiding them silently, their hearts heavy with the weight of the impending conflict.
"Hao Xuan," XuanShi whispered, "you are destined for greatness. Your journey will be filled with challenges and triumphs. Remember, the bond between us transcends time and space."
In the stillness of the night, under the canopy of stars, the faint echoes of their promise resonated in Hao Xuan's dreams, igniting a fire within him, a longing for something greater.
Unbeknownst Allies
As the days turned into months, Hao Xuan grew stronger, both in spirit and in skill. Alongside him stood Qin Chen, his elder brother, whose presence was always reassuring. Unbeknownst to them, Qin Chen bore the essence of a supreme beast, a protector of realms. Together, they roamed the wilderness, hunting fierce demons and exploring the depths of ancient caves where secrets lay dormant.
But darkness was approaching, and soon, Hao Xuan would learn of his true identity. The wheels of fate were turning, and the battle for peace was on the horizon.