There are three realms of Taoism, humans, demons, and gods. There are three realms in one realm, which are called nine realms.
A rootless person with great power, traveling through nine realms and despising everything!
Dark clouds rolled in, lightning flashed, and rain poured down.
An anxious night makes it difficult to fall asleep.
A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, as if tearing a hole in the sky, and it was horrifyingly bright.
It rained heavily all night, until early the next morning, the dark clouds dispersed, the sky gradually became clear, and the warm sunshine shone on the earth, bringing a sense of life.
In a remote wilderness, on a dark path, a person stands blankly. This man is five feet tall, dressed in white, and looks like a scholar; especially with fair skin and handsome appearance, he looks more like a weak scholar.
He doesn't know why he is here, he doesn't remember what happened before, he doesn't remember his last name, he doesn't remember anything about himself, and there is only one question lingering in his mind: Why are you alive?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
