Myth Beyond Heaven

Yun Lintian traversed the endless void, his white robes fluttering in the cosmic winds. After days of searching, he finally saw it—the Haven.

A colossal golden star, radiating celestial light so pure that even the surrounding chaotic energy couldn’t approach. It pulsed like a living heart, its brilliance illuminating the dark expanse of the Realm of Chaos.

Yun Lintian’s mismatched eyes narrowed.

No defenses. No guards.

As if the God of Time didn’t care whether he came or not.

Without hesitation, Yun Lintian stepped forward—and crossed into the Haven’s light.

The moment he passed through the barrier, the world changed.

Mountains stretched endlessly, their peaks brushing against clouds of shimmering mist. Rivers of liquid starlight wound through emerald forests, where spirit beasts drank peacefully. The air carried the scent of immortal flowers, so rich it made even a Primordial God’s senses hum with vitality.

But what surprised Yun Lintian most were the people.

Countless mortals and cultivators lived here—farming, trading, cultivating. Children laughed as they chased glowing butterflies. Elders meditated beneath ancient trees. There was no fear, no suffering. Only peace.

Yun Lintian’s frown deepened.

This… wasn’t what he expected.

The Haven wasn’t a prison. It was a paradise.

No wonder so many sought to enter.

Naturally, Yun Lintian didn’t believe in such a facade.

As he pondered, a group of armored figures descended from the sky—Chaos Knights, their silver blades gleaming. They pointed their swords at Yun Lintian, their expressions cold.

“Halt, intruder!” the lead knight barked. “By order of the Heavenly Mandate, you are trespassing in the sacred Haven!”

Yun Lintian studied them. These knights didn’t recognize him. Interesting.

Below, villagers and cultivators gathered, murmuring in shock.

“An intruder?”

“Who dares violate the Haven’s peace?”

“Look at his white hair… could he be…”

Yun Lintian ignored them, his gaze sweeping across the horizon. This realm was vast—larger than entire worlds. Finding Long Qingxuan here would take time.

The lead knight stepped forward, his blade humming. “Surrender now, or face—”

Yun Lintian flicked his finger.

BOOM!

All twenty Chaos Knights froze mid-air, encased in crystalline temporal prisons. Their eyes widened in shock as they realized—they couldn’t move.

The crowd below gasped.

Yun Lintian paid them no mind. His divine sense exploded outward, covering thousands of miles in an instant.

Qingxuan… where are you?

The moment Yun Lintian immobilized the Chaos Knights, the peaceful atmosphere of the Haven shattered like glass.

“Demon!”

“Kill the intruder!”

“Protect our home!”

Thousands of voices rose from below—mortals and cultivators alike, their faces twisted with hatred. Children were pulled away by weeping mothers as elders picked up farming tools like weapons. The entire paradise had turned hostile in an instant.

Yun Lintian’s mismatched eyes swept over them coldly.

Brainwashed.

He could smell the stench of mind manipulation lingering in the air. These people weren’t just loyal—they were fanatical.

The lead Chaos Knight, still trapped in the temporal prison, spat blood. “You… will pay for this sacrilege!”

Yun Lintian ignored the rabble below and stared at the knight. “Where is Nian Shi?”

The crowd gasped as if he’d uttered a curse.

“HOW DARE YOU SPEAK THE LORD’S NAME?!”

The Chaos Knight’s face turned purple with rage. Even immobilized, his body trembled with fury. “You filthy worm! The Heavenly Lord’s name isn’t for your filthy mouth to—”

Yun Lintian flicked his finger again.

CRACK.

The knight’s head exploded like an overripe melon.

Silence.

Then—

“AAAAAH—!”

The Haven’s inhabitants screamed, some in horror, others in rage. A group of cultivators shot into the air, their swords gleaming. “Die, demon!”

Yun Lintian didn’t even look at them.

A pulse of divine pressure erupted from his body.

BOOM!

The attacking cultivators turned to bloody mist mid-flight.

Yun Lintian grabbed another Chaos Knight’s head and tore through his memories.

No Nian Shi.

No audience with their so-called lord.

Only blind faith and years of indoctrination.

He crushed the knight’s skull and moved to the next. Same result. And the next. Same.

By the tenth corpse, the crowd below had gone from furious to terrified. Mothers clutched children, men dropped their makeshift weapons. But their eyes still burned with hatred.

“You… monster…” an old cultivator rasped. “The Heavenly Lord will punish you!”

Yun Lintian wiped blood from his hands. “Your ‘lord’ isn’t here, is he?”

The remaining Chaos Knight laughed through bloody teeth. “Fool! The Heavenly Lord watches over all! He—”

Yun Lintian silenced him with a glance. The knight’s body imploded, bones shattering inward.

The people below wailed as if witnessing sacrilege.

Yun Lintian ignored them and rushed forward, traveling through the void.

Soon, his deeds and appearance were broadcast across the entire Haven. Everyone now knew there was an intruder named Yun Lintian.

Day after day, wherever Yun Lintian stepped within the Haven, chaos followed.

The moment his white hair and mismatched eyes were recognized, alarms would sound. Chaos Knights materialized from golden portals, their silver blades gleaming with righteous fury. Local cultivators—brave or foolish—would join the hunt, screaming curses as they attacked.

“Demon!”

“Kill the intruder!”

“For the Heavenly Lord!”

Yun Lintian slaughtered them all without hesitation.

Blood painted the pristine rivers red. Corpses piled like broken dolls across the paradise’s perfect fields. The air, once fragrant with immortal flowers, now reeked of iron and death.

Yet the people’s hatred only grew.

“You monster!” a young cultivator spat, clutching his severed arm. “The Heavenly Lord will—”

Yun Lintian silenced him with a flick of his wrist. The cultivator’s head rolled across the grass, his face still twisted in righteous fury.

He didn’t care.

He didn’t care about being called a demon.

He didn’t care about their blind faith.

All that mattered was finding Long Qingxuan.

But no matter how many Chaos Knights he killed, no matter how many memories he searched—there was no trace of her. No hint of Nian Shi’s true location. Just endless zealots and golden illusions.

As days turned to weeks, even Yun Lintian’s patience wore thin.

This is pointless.

He stood atop a mountain of corpses, gazing at the horizon. The Haven stretched endlessly, its beauty untouched by the carnage. A perfect prison disguised as paradise.

Just as he prepared to leave and seek another way—

Space rippled.

A familiar figure stepped forth, his silver armor gleaming, his expression coldly amused.

Kai Xuan.

The moment he appeared, the surviving Haven inhabitants erupted in cheers.

“First Knight!”

“Kill the demon, Lord Kai Xuan!”

“Punish this sacrilege!”

Kai Xuan chuckled, ignoring the crowd. His eyes locked onto Yun Lintian with mocking delight.

“How does it feel,” he mused, “to be the villain for once?”