Deep beneath Dark Yin Star in the Northern Abyss Star Sector.
A boundless ocean of blood churned and roared, countless white bones rising and sinking within it.
Pale arms occasionally stretched out from the blood sea, trying to grasp at something, only to be swept back under by the bloody waves.
At the very center of the blood sea stood a high platform piled from countless human skulls.
Upon the platform, a sinister-looking young man in a black robe sat cross-legged.
His long black hair hung over his chest, obscuring most of his face.
At the edge of the blood sea stood several people dressed in white robes.
Each wore a savage white bone mask, hiding their features from view.
"By all rights, the Great Sheng Dynasty should have discovered our movements long ago. Yet they have remained still. I wonder what they are plotting."
"In another three days, the Bodhisattva will descend successfully. Whatever they are plotting, it will already be too late."
"The High Priest is right. We have waited a full thousand years and finally found a perfect vessel. This time, the Bodhisattva will surely lead us in founding the White Bone Divine Kingdom once more!"
Afterward, they all looked toward the sinister young man atop the platform, their gazes filled with reverence and fanaticism.
Back then, the young man had merely been an ordinary farmer's son from a remote planet, named Chen Bufan.
He had depended on his parents for survival. Though his family was poor, they had still lived peaceful lives.
Until one day, a Righteous Path cultivator who had succumbed to cultivation deviation barged into their village and slaughtered everyone.
Only Chen Bufan, who had gone out to play, narrowly escaped the disaster.
After the cultivator regained his senses, he was immediately consumed by