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 tundra expanse stretched endlessly, its frost-locked surface a mirror of cracked ice that glittered under a sky pale as bone, each breath a needle that pierced the lungs and stilled the heart. Wind hissed across the plain, carrying shards of snow that stung like glass, carving faint grooves into frozen earth. The air was sharp, a cold so absolute it seemed to freeze time itself, locking the world in a brittle embrace. Beyond a fissure where the ice gleamed with unnatural clarity, a rift shimmered—an azure scar that pulsed with a force so unyielding it could cage the stars. The Frost Sovereign, the sixty-first force, had risen, its boundless freeze of infinite power a silent vow to lock Lin Feng's spirit in ice.


Chapter 98 - The Sovereign’s Ice