He was once the Martial God of Ten Thousand Realms, a legend who shattered heavens with a single strike. But betrayal sealed his divine soul into the frail body of Lin Feng—a scorned, beaten son-in-law of a crumbling clan. Mocked as trash, humiliated by his wife’s family, and cast aside like a broken tool, he endured it all with a smile. Why? Because beneath his ragged exterior burns the heart of a god, waiting to unleash chaos on a world that forgot his name.

Divorced and discarded, Lin Feng walks away from the Lin Clan’s sneers, his steps leading him to the downtrodden Ye Clan—a family of outcasts clinging to survival. They see a wanderer. He sees a canvas. With cunning sharper than any blade and secrets deeper than the abyss, he begins to mold them in the shadows, turning weaklings into warriors, paupers into kings. Every insult fuels his resolve. Every enemy becomes a stepping stone.

But the seal on his power is cracking. Ancient foes sense the tremor of a god’s return. Arrogant young masters, ruthless sects, and even the heavens themselves will tremble when the Shadow Patriarch rises. From a forgotten village to the celestial thrones, Lin Feng—Zhan Tian—will carve his name in blood and fire, proving one truth: those who scorned him will kneel, and those who dared to challenge him will break.

Cultivation? Unmatched. Revenge? Ruthless. Destiny? His to rewrite. The world thought it buried a nobody. It awoke a nightmare.

The celestial plain stretched boundless under a canopy of stars, its surface a mirror of polished obsidian that shimmered with constellations, each reflection a pulse of light that wove the night into a tapestry of dreams. Wisps of nebula drifted, their hues of violet and silver threading through the air, tugging gently at the senses with a promise of eternity. The silence was profound, a hush that wrapped the soul in stillness, yet carried a weight that hinted at unseen chains. Beyond a rift where the stars seemed to knot into a radiant web, a chasm glowed—a prismatic veil that pulsed with a force so vast it could tether the cosmos. The Veil of Stars, the sixty-seventh force, had unfurled, its boundless light of infinite power a silent vow to bind Lin Feng's spirit in radiance.


Chapter 104 - The Veil’s Bind