The Russian Federal Space Agency.

Staff members are watching a video playing on the big screen in front of them.

At first, they approach it as part of their routine work, ready to record all the necessary data. But as the images change, they are stunned. An incredulous expression appears on their faces, even accompanied by an indescribable horror.

The situation momentarily spirals out of control.

"God, this must be a miracle."

"Did I just see...a living deity?!"

"It can't be, it just can't be, there's absolutely no trace of post-production editing?!" An individual desperately searching for flaws shakily mutters.

This is footage transmitted from a distant space station back to earth by a detector. Due to data latency, the events within the footage actually occurred three days ago.

Within the void of space, amidst floating meteors, it is quiet and desolate, resembling a graveyard. It's cold, dark, void of any signs of life.

Utterly silent.

Until...the appearance of that figure.

Like an apparition suddenly materializing, it then remains standing outside the space station.

A human.

Although there's just a side view in the frame, it’s clear from the form that it's human.

But at the same time, not human.

Because this figure had transcended the limits of the human body, surpassing the understanding of the term 'human'.

Without a spacesuit, without a respirator, without any protective measures, it was simply floating in space.

"The analysis is out. Compared to the global database, he is dressed in something similar to a costume called 'Hanfu'. As for the green, long, bar-shaped object in his hand. It's a bronze sword, an ancient Oriental weapon made by metal smelting," the reporting officer explained.

"Oriental? Wait, where is he heading?" Suddenly, the person in charge recovered and asked.

"It should be... Earth?!"

...

Huaxia, a coastal city.

The scorcher July sun roasted the earth, making people listless and forcing them to take refuge indoors to avoid the heat.

Just the searing heat of one sun was unbearable. It was not hard to understand why the myth of ten suns emerging in the sky was seen as a disaster.

"It's been four years, hasn’t it?" A young man on the street looked at a moving billboard, giving a light sigh, but also feeling somewhat relieved.

It's not too late.

Only four years.

The occasional passerby, regardless of gender, age or background, cast curious stares at him.

After all, his attire was quite peculiar. A white robe, ragged and worn, with waist-length hair like a woman's.

"Xiao Xue, where exactly are you?" Resilient lights emitted from his eyes. When he murmured this name, his fists unconsciously clenched tighter.

His name was Chu Chen, an ordinary man to begin with.

But a turn of events four years ago shifted the course of his life beyond imagination.

He found himself transported to a strange world where gods and demons coexisted.

Though he was initially rather timid, he had to change to survive in that otherworldly realm.

Being mortal was the original sin!

Born weak, one was destined to be oppressed!

After enduring numerous unimaginable trials, he gradually came to understand this truth.

With his mortal body defying the heavens, Chu Chen carved out a bloody path.

Chu the Madman, Son of the Purple Sun, the Slayer, the God Killer, and the Dark Sword...

In that world, Chu Chen had countless titles, each one of which could make anyone tremble with fear.

Because the land beneath Chu Chen's feet was littered with endless corpses of gods and demons.

In the middle of it all, four hundred years had already passed.

Even after centuries, Chu Chen could never forgot everything he had on Earth.

Especially his one and only kin, his little sister Chu Yanxue, which had become his deepest obsession.

Countless times, he had seen his sister's figure in the Illusion of the Heart Demon.

"Unfortunately, I possess no cultivation prowess, unable to display divine might and find Little Snow's whereabouts," Chu Chen said with a bit of disappointment. His return to this world could be said to have been achieved through the help of various powers, oweing a lot of favors as a result.

He had thought that Earth had also passed through four hundred years, thus Chu Chen was prepared to search for wandering souls.

Even if it was just a shred of a residual soul, he also wanted to find it.

Worst comes to worst, he would re-craft a physical body for his sister.

Fortunately, only four years have passed.

Even with great divine power to cross the stars physically, forcibly passing through the chaos of space and time, Chu Chen couldn't reach his goal entirely due to his current realm.

He also staked all he had, hundreds of years of cultivation, and his family's inheritance to use it reluctantly once.

At one point during the process, Chu Chen suffered from the backlash of divine power as he was only a step away from reaching his destination.

He hastily mobilized what was left of his cultivation, completely disregarding the backlash, even if it meant reducing his cultivation to nothing.

"As long as some cultivation is recovered, even if I can't use those divine powers, I can rely on bloodline sense to find some traces," Chu Chen quietly said to himself. After returning to the coastal city, although the surrounding things had changed, none of them mattered to him.

Just as Chu Chen was contemplating on how to recover his cultivation quickly.

The loud engine roar reached his ears.

A Porsche Cayman parked next to Chu Chen.

"Hey! What are you doing stopping the car so suddenly, Mu Wan," a girl's scolding voice came from the car.

Before long, a car door opened, and a charming woman got out from the driver's seat, looking at Chu Chen with wide eyes.

"Are you...Chu Chen?" The woman covered her mouth, barely believing what she was seeing.

After a moment of bewilderment, Chu Chen nodded and slightly squinted his eyes.

The woman's long hair fell evenly at her shoulders, straight and beautiful, her body draped in a royally blue ruffled dress, elegant yet sexy. Although her face was a little unfamiliar now, Chu Chen recognized her identity at a glance.

Li Muwan, an old friend he made before leaving Earth years ago.

"Chu Chen? That name...isn't it the first guy you fell in love with that you mentioned, Muwan?" From the other side of the car, another slightly sexier girl climbed out, seemingly curious to see what Chu Chen, whom Li Muwan used to talk about, would look like.

Although her tone was curious, when she got a clear look at Chu Chen, a hint of mockery emerged deep in her eyes.

Or contempt.

After all, Chu Chen's current appearance was rather conspicuous.

It was nearly on par with Xili Ge, the internet sensation from a couple of years ago.

"Muwan, your taste was kind of poor," The girl said while completely ignoring the fact that Chu Chen himself was present.

"You sure talk a lot—no one would take you for mute if you said less. By the way, this is my friend, Su Yan," Even though Li Muwan introduced the girl next to her to Chu Chen, she didn't at all refute Su Yan's snide remark.

Four years ago, Li Muwan and Chu Chen were university classmates and had even dated for a while. However, due to Chu Chen's family circumstances and lifestyle, Li Muwan had initiated the breakup.

Of course, she originally thought that seeing him at school after the breakup would heighten the awkwardness. However, who would have thought that not long after she proposed the breakup, Chu Chen seemed to have vanished off the face of the Earth.

Seeing him again now, four years later, the world remained the same, but people had changed.

How did I come to think Chu Chen was a decent person back then?

Li Muwan looked at Chu Chen, feeling reassured about her past choices.

"By the way, do you have any news of Xiao Xue?" Chu Chen asked calmly. The Li Muwan in front of him couldn't stir any emotions in him anymore.

In that world, he, Chu Chen, had seen countless exceptional women, with saintly women all around.

Each and every one of those women, from their outward appearance to their inward talents, were all unrivalled!

"Your sister? She did come to my house once after you left, but I haven't heard from her since." Li Muwan shook her head. All these years, she hadn't been paying much attention to Chu Chen's affairs, let alone taking care of his sister.

Li Muwan's lips moved lightly, a hint of confusion in her heart, but she didn't ask what had happened to Chu Chen in these years.

As for encountering Chu Chen getting out of the car earlier, Li Muwan just wanted to confirm her past choice with her own eyes.

Indeed, as her mother said, you could see a man's oldness by his twenties.

Tactful, timid, meek as a rabbit, ultimately they would not make their great marks.

A man like Chu Chen, perhaps, was not even worthy of being her friend.

Her mother once said, the only person who deserves to be with their Li family is a Dragon among Men.