An unknown voice disturbed me while I was levitating
during my cultivation to reach the transcendent demonic state.
My concentration had been broken,
and I fell into an unconscious, overloaded state.
When I awoke a month later,
the Lich King had already taken control of the Murim.
After the battle that ended with the destruction of the Heavenly Demon Cult,
I awoke a hundred and forty years later in a Murim
where magic and martial arts coexisted.