Casting Fate, Ascending Path

The world is a vast and empty sea. The world is a tiny speck of dust in the sea.

Above the firmament, the abyss hangs high. Under the dark moon, heretics covet.

Ancient beings brave thorns and thistles, illuminating the path of ascension with the candlelight of civilization. Martial cultivators, residual hearts, precepts; natural disasters, immortal insects, truth—dangers lurk everywhere in the world, yet there are also equal wondrous encounters and opportunities.

Chu Hengkung stepped onto the endless dust islands. He had no intention of dominating or ascending to godhood, only to control himself in chaotic times.

—He wants to choke fate's throat with his tentacles!