I am an ordinary person in this world, but I once traveled into the world of ancient heroes. With great ambitions in mind, he wants to wield the sword to the ends of the earth, help those in danger and help those in need, and become a great hero of the generation. However, this world is treacherous, with traitors and sycophants in power, sects are constantly at war, and the world is dangerous and unpredictable.
Although I have the ambition to reach the top, my power is weak and I am constrained everywhere. He wanted to perform a chivalrous act, but was framed by a traitor; he wanted to find like-minded people, but it was difficult to find a confidant. Every time I think about this, I feel extremely angry.
Even if we have all kinds of ideals and all kinds of pride, it is difficult to defeat the impermanence of this world. I can only sigh in the dark night, not knowing when I will be able to break through this dilemma, get what I want, and show my ambition.
