“If all the pioneers on this path were believers in fate like me, how could those who came after us go on? Everyone should be like me and do what I’m about to do: My fate is mine to control, not Heaven’s!” The old Daoist, bathed in golden light, said to Wang Lu, “Anyone can believe in fate, except you. You mustn’t believe that everything in your life was arranged in advance. Do it for yourself, and for those who stand behind you.”
Leveling up and beating monsters? Not happening. When trouble comes, I just crush everything without thinking. I can sweep aside three thousand enemies with one hand, and I alone dare say that I will never lose.
Is the truly invincible really invincible? Or is there something beyond invincibility, yet still beneath fate? My name is Wang Lu, and I’m the protagonist of this world. My story starts now. Whether I’m invincible is for me to decide.
