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 violet thunder crag crackled beneath a sky torn by lightning, its jagged peaks scorched by bolts that seared the stone, each strike a pulse of fury that rattled the bones. Gales howled, carrying sparks that burned the skin, their screech a vow of chaos that clawed at the mind. The air was charged, thick with ozone, each breath a jolt that surged through the veins, threatening to unravel the unwary in a flash of untamed power. Beyond a rift where the crag's core blazed with amethyst light, a chasm roared—a tempest of electric wrath that radiated a force so wild it could shatter the heavens themselves. The Storm Emperor, the eighty-third force, had unleashed its fury, its boundless tempest of infinite power a thundering vow to strike Lin Feng's spirit to ashes.


Chapter 119 - The Emperor’s Storm