Ling Chen transmigrated to another dimension after a car accident in the early hours of the morning. It looked like an accident, but in truth, everything had been arranged by fate. Who am I, really? I'm just me. I am the ordinary, I am ghosts and gods, I am the one who kills, and I am also the one who rules over all creation. What I want is simple: to hold your hand in this ordinary world, in this world where gods and demons run rampant. To hold your hand, close my eyes, and know that no matter how many paths the Great Dao offers, none can compare to one tender thought of yours.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.
