The Dao governs the Three Realms: the Human, Demon, and Divine Realms, each divided into three, making the Nine Realms in all.
A rootless man, wielding immense power, transmigrates across the Nine Realms and looks down on everything!
Dark clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and rain poured down in torrents.
The restless night made it hard to sleep.
A bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, as if tearing it open, its light blindingly bright.
The rain fell all night. By early the next morning, the clouds had dispersed, the sky gradually brightened, and warm sunlight bathed the earth, bringing it back to life.
In a remote wilderness, on a shadowy path, a man stood in a daze. He was five feet tall, dressed in white, and looked much like a scholar. With his fair skin and handsome features, he seemed even more like a bookish man who couldn't fight his way out of a paper bag.
He did not know why he had appeared here. He could not remember what had happened before, his surname or given name, or anything about himself. Only one question lingered in his mind: Why am I alive?
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
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A rootless person??? Talk about no chicken
This book has the same name as the author, awesome! Ordinary enough!