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.