The chaotic, dark Taihao World had gained a sliver of dawn with Zhao Taiping's sudden emergence. In this world steeped in slaughter, he used killing to stop killing, starting from the First Heaven and climbing upward atop mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The First Heaven—New Era Cult destroyed!
Bandits, fiends, butchers—all annihilated!
Wherever Zhao Taiping's long spear reached, no one could escape. He fought and killed his way upward, fiercer than his parents had been in their day, more decisive and ruthless in slaughter, and all alone as he faced countless enemies.
He paid no attention to his parents' former subordinates or the surviving experts of the World Cleansing Army, nor did he reorganize the so-called World Cleansing Army. One man and one spear—he slaughtered every enemy and swept away all killing.
Some called Zhao Taiping the greatest hero under heaven, while others called him the greatest fiend under heaven. Whether praise or slander, Zhao Taiping did not care. The path of the strong was simply like this.
The First Heaven was swept clean, then the Second Heaven.
He fought and killed his way upward until the Thirteenth Heaven, where Zhao Taiping charged straight into the lair of his enemy, Huang Qin, to avenge his parents.
Time passed, and a thousand years went by. The Taihao World remained as chaotic and murderous as ever. Less than a hundred years after Zhao Taiping had swept the First Heaven clean, chaos descended once more, and killing was everywhere.
Over those thousand years, Zhao Taiping had long since risen through battle after battle, through pursuit and encirclement. His fame resounded far and wide, and he had ascended to the Thirty-Three Heavens.
The name War Fiend Zhao Taiping rang throughout the Taihao World. No one knew whom he had studied under. They