Five thousand years ago, Yao Guang was ambushed and killed by a good friend. Five thousand years later, Yao Guang teleported to the body of trash of the same name and resumed his journey of cultivation. He vowed to avenge himself. A thousand years of hatred and ten thousand years of love. The glory of the past had all vanished into thin air. His soul could not be exterminated, and his hatred could not be quelled. He would once again battle on the Divine Lands, breaking the heavens.