As an Imperial Censor, I Have the World at My Back

[A growth-focused story with an ensemble cast. The protagonist is not invincible. No System, no female lead. The protagonist works as a censor official.]

From ancient times to the modern era, from the Old Era to the New Era, humanity's circumstances grow ever more perilous. The uncanny, corruption, the world itself, and one crisis after another close in...

That day, Ying Ci saw in the river of time:

A scholar whose every word blossomed into flowers, suppressing billions of uncanny beings beneath a golden light.

An old man riding an ox, whose single whip strike brought the gods to extinction.

A crowned figure raising a sword and shouting, “The human race will never perish!”

He also saw a monkey grow ten thousand feet tall with a single somersault, and a three-eyed warrior wielding a halberd to suppress a heavenly gate...

The power of history is boundless. How can a world fractured from history save itself?

And who is invading the main world through these fractured worlds?

Did history create the censor officials, or did the censor officials create history?