The Primordial Prison Chronicle

For eighty thousand eons, the primordial order was set, and all heavens and ages were destined for ruin. Chaos governed the Heavenly Dao, taking annihilation as its truth and viewing all living beings as mere straw dogs. The eight realms of the heavens were rebellious abandoned lands sentenced by fate, where the cycle of reincarnation brought recurring calamities, and all souls were doomed to return to nothing—none could escape, none could defy. Amidst the sea of blood in this chaotic age, the youth Lin Chen struggled to survive alone, bearing the deep grudge of his family's massacre, and awakened the ancient source of the Prison of the Primordial in his moment of despair. Rising from a mere mortal ant, he trod through the troubled times, subdued demons, broke through shackles, and step by step left the mortal world behind to ascend the lofty dais of the heavens. He witnessed the fall of prodigies, the shattering of mountains and rivers, and the weeping of all living beings, seeing the ancient fate crush the world, with the Heavenly Dao merciless and Chaos tyrannical, all paths returning to silence. Since the Heavenly Dao decreed all beings must die, then I shall establish my path upon the living and defy the Primordial with survival! He gathered three hundred prodigies from the heavens, uniting sword cultivators, aiding Buddhist disciples, and assembling all races, bearing the calamity on his shoulders and guarding the world with his heart, forging the sole path of survival and defiance in an inescapable dead end. With one sword stroke, he broke the supreme; with his Dao body, he suppressed the source; with bare hands, he shattered the undefeated Primordial Wheel of Dao. He overthrew Chaos's hegemony of billions of eons and tore apart the cycle of fate spanning eighty thousand years. All things may return to ruin, but only humanity can defy heaven; heaven and earth are bound by fate, yet all living beings are eternal. When the smoke of war clears and the dust of ages settles, Chaos shall be forever silent, the heavens free of calamity, mountains and rivers eternally at peace, and all souls forever prosperous. —This is the age of eternal peace won by a lone orphan defying heaven. — Description from novelcodex.org