National Fate: I Am the Guardian Deity of the Wuji Empire!

A thousand years ago, flames of war blotted out the sky.

That year, the thunder of galloping hooves was deafening. Blades clashed with ringing clangs, and war drums pounded.

That year, a man stood with an air of wild arrogance in his eyes, his sleeves swept back and his body straight, as if he meant to hold up heaven and earth.

He opened his mouth, and his voice rang out like a mighty thunderclap.

"I am the First Emperor. Let my successors be counted as the Second, the Third, and so on, for ten thousand generations, passing on without end!"

At that moment, heaven and earth seemed to tremble. A golden dragon soared into the sky and coiled above the Wuji Empire.

A thousand years later, the world was in turmoil.

** wolves circled, and gloom hung over the Wuji Empire.

At the Fahua Pagoda, an old man molded clay figurines day after day; in Thousand Birds City, a boy kept folding paper figures; the monks of Sunset Temple wandered far and wide; the Daoist priests of Mount Longhu sat high among the clouds...

Shen Qiu transmigrates to a parallel world, only to find himself from the start on a battlefield between the Wuji Empire and hundreds of thousands of prairie warriors...

Years later, Shen Qiu stood with the Immortal Mask in hand and his sword raised. "We were born free. How dare you false gods sit high above us?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.