I Built My Foundation in the Filth

The immortal Dao Venerables forgot the "sinful race" they drained and discarded. They forgot the "turbid qi" they cast away as worthless refuse. They forgot the mountains of bones that prop up their celestial palaces. Han Jue rises from the forsaken lands they abandoned—a realm of sin and filth where cultivation should be impossible. What the heavens rejected becomes his power. The bloodlines they severed, his foundation. The impure qi they despised, his fuel. They severed his immortal path and called him mad, never imagining he would forge a turbid immortal realm within his own body, transmut…