Year 378 of Dawn.
More than two hundred years later, Mo Yu's story had become part of history, recorded near the forefront of humanity's long river of history.
Yet that river of history still surged onward.
Although the Dawn Sword standing on the front lines had been drawn several times, resolving crises at the front time and again.
When it came to Mo Yu, however, the younger generation of humanity who had yet to set foot on the front lines knew him mostly from their textbooks.
Through textbook descriptions, they learned that such a legendary figure had once existed in history, someone who had carved out a brand-new path of growth for humanity through his own efforts and ultimately became the Dawn Sword guarding the front lines.
Time had not erased Mo Yu's contributions to humanity. He had been permanently engraved upon the monument of human history.
Every year, descendants of humanity still stood before Mo Yu's statue in the Hall of Heroes, praising his contributions to humanity's development.
But like other outstanding figures from history, time had washed away the brilliance of Mo Yu's era.
Yet whenever people turned through the pages of history, Mo Yu remained the brightest star of his age without question.
And now, two hundred years later, new challenges, new opportunities, new crises... a brand-new turning point of the era had quietly arrived.
At this moment, in the East District Library of Star City.
A handsome boy of around fifteen was browsing through history books.
The book in the boy's hands was titled "The Wrong Nodes in Human History," and it recounted the setbacks and wrong turns humanity had encountered in its development.
The book's contents were rather complex, utterly mismatched with the boy's age.
Children his age were generally studying the fundamentals of Cultivation