In this world, there were humans, demons, Gods, immortals, and peerless Great Powers who could call to the heavens, roar across the earth, and command the world.
And beyond it lay boundless Chaos!
Meng Chuan appeared in a place seething with demonic energy. Darkness was its theme, chaos its foundation, and slaughter its daily fare.
"Where have I ended up?" Meng Chuan wondered. He could not sense the Black Lotus Demon Ancestor's aura. Not a trace of it.
As he examined what he could learn from the rules of this place, Meng Chuan frowned. It seemed he had come to the wrong place. The Black Lotus Demon Ancestor was not here.
Yet it seemed he had not come to the wrong place after all, because this was the Flying Sword World.
"Who dares trespass into the Darkness Demon Abyss?"
A furious shout rang out. Meng Chuan felt boundless desires trying to invade his mind, stir his own desires, and drag him down into a sea of craving.
"Get lost!"
Meng Chuan uttered a single word. Heaven and earth spun, and the invading desires were annihilated. Behind him, the attacker's face filled with horror before he burst apart into a cloud of blood.
"The Darkness Demon Abyss." Meng Chuan turned the name over in his mind. "I've arrived in the Three Realms!"
That was right. Meng Chuan had not reached the place where the Black Lotus Demon Ancestor currently resided. Instead, he had arrived in the Three Realms.
This was the place the Black Lotus Demon Ancestor had always wanted to return to, where he hoped to avenge his past humiliation. It was also his old home.
"Dao Shi!"
In a Macrocosm an unknowable distance from the Three Realms, in an unknowable direction, the Black Lotus Demon Ancestor let out