[Imaginative fantasy + no goody-two-shoes heroine + transmigration + ruthless and decisive]
This is the story of a transmigrator. But he died, and after his death, he left behind his “past” self.
Cultivation realms:
From the First to the Fifth Rank, cultivators are Elementalists. After surviving the Three Calamities, their souls reach perfection, marking the Soul Realm.
The Soul Realm has five stages. The King, God, and Saint realms each have three tiers. Beyond them lies the Emperor Realm, also known as the “Dao Venerable.”
In the ethereal eastern lands, three islands lie across the sea.
Three thousand years of spring and autumn come and go; clouds drift south for ninety thousand miles beneath windless skies.
On this journey, black hair turns silver, and the soul emerges, carrying a heavenly Dao.
Legends hide across the ten continents; from then on, one person stands alone between heaven and earth.
P.S. (This blurb is short and lackluster, so please head to the main story!)
(The hardest part is getting started! The “exciting” content begins in Volume Two!)
(This is my first time writing a novel, so please bear with me. The first volume may be a little dull...)
It feels pretty good, I started to wake up later, right?
The story is exciting, the plot is compact, and it's quite enjoyable to watch.
It feels good, the plot is exciting, and everything else is okay. I just hope it doesn't end badly!
It sucks, but overall it's okay.