Invincible protagonist, journeys across the heavens, primordial wars, multiple heroines.
The Myriad Worlds have experienced four foundational eras: the Beginning Era, the Era of Spiritual Essence, the Era of the Myriad Heavens, and the Sacred Era.
Tang Mo, who came from the Sacred Era, lost everything when the Dao devoured all spirits. He was then captured by the Lord of the Void Realm, doomed to suffer endless calamities in the void and wander through the ages.
After countless ages, he burned a mysterious leaf and escaped. From then on, he rose step by step, embarking on a magnificent path of defying the heavens and overturning the established order.
The heroes' spirit endures through the ages. Through the void, I prove that the unreal can become real.
It doesn't matter if no one knows my book, it doesn't matter if no one likes it. Although I am indeed a little frustrated because I am also a human being, I will not admit defeat, I will only seek defeat! Fight a hundred battles and never regret it! Therefore, heaven will assign great responsibilities to people... What I want to write is not just a story about a fictional character, but also a story about my ideal protagonist. In fact, I have lived a mediocre life for nearly twenty years and accomplished almost nothing. I used to think that I could be like a great god who wrote a novel with over 100 million views at the age of nineteen, but now I find that I don't have that talent. There is a big gap between reality and dreams, but it doesn't matter, like a few jokes I saw in Tomato before: Don't bully young people into being poor, don't bully middle-aged people into being poor, don't bully old people into being poor, maybe this book will become popular when I get old? But now, for me, it is: life is full of broken roads, who can call himself invincible? I really like the line in a novel I read before: Those who know me can understand my arrogance; those who don't know me, why not abandon it. I am a young man who is constantly passionate about self-pity and constantly motivating myself. This book is the story of the fantasy world in my imagination, or perhaps my own story in the dream. After living for so long, I have been wandering, and my heart has always been uncertain. Sometimes I am arrogant and sometimes I have low self-esteem. I should do something that I can persist in! If you write too much, you are trying to reconcile with yourself. So what if no one reads it? I firmly believe that the stories I want to write will eventually be liked by people, because I am who I am. Even if no one else reads it in the future, I will keep reading it. This book is not written for others, but only for myself. I used to think about writing a book to make money, but now forget it, I have to change my goal. The person I serve is myself. This is my own script. People who like this book are also welcome to join me as editors. I estimate that this book will have more than 4 million words, but it doesn't matter if not many people read it by the time it's finished. At least I have been here, and I am worthy of myself. Maybe a hundred years from now, someone will occasionally catch a glimpse of this book among the vast sea of books, and think it is very good. How about writing a book review? I want to have no regrets, no fear, no resentment, no sorrow, and no sorrow! I am a mortal, and I am also an ordinary person who likes to imitate and substitute. I feel that sometimes I am like the Emperor of Qin and the Han Dynasty in laying out the world, without fear of predecessors and posthumous names. Sometimes I am afraid that one day it will be in vain and I will be resurrected like Uncle Liu Huang. No, my current life is not as exciting as Uncle Liu Huang, so how can I compare with them? Thoughts are really interesting things. As a mere mortal, I am an insignificant person among the hundreds of millions of people in China. Just because of my thoughts, I can have even the slightest sympathy with the powerful and famous people in history. When I was young, I thought that I would be like Li Bai in the future. Later I discovered that I am not much different from Kong Yiji. But maybe the reason why I am not like Li Bai and Kong Yiji is because I can detect this from an objective perspective. Therefore, I remembered the words of the "Tao Te Ching": Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao! Yeah!? Originally I just wanted to use this place as a tree hole to express my feelings, but now I have written nearly a thousand words eloquently. Is this a composition? When you laugh at yourself, your heart is like smoke, and the truth is meaningless but there is fear. If I don't even understand myself, how can I possibly understand others? Be yourself first. But it's also more interesting. After dealing with me for a long time, I would rather be me. If anyone can see this, the author would like to express his gratitude here, thank you for being able to see it now. Sincerely! If some people find it unpalatable after reading it and it is a complete waste of time, I am also sorry. It's just my own feelings that make you unhappy. To a certain extent, I have a problem too. If no one is watching at all, then I have to apologize and thank you, just for myself. I apologize because it took me so long to see myself a little more clearly. I feel sorry for myself for wasting my time and being restless. Thank you because if I didn't write this paragraph, I might still need a lot of time to adjust, comfort, and discipline myself. I thank myself for relieving my worries! Apologize to the past and thank you for the future. This is me, this is the real me!!!