The Celestial Venerable's grace gave an ordinary mortal an extraordinary life.
As an ordinary person, can I refuse the empire's invitation?
After I step into the first realm of cultivation, the surging power within me still doesn't make me lose my mind.
Because I know full well that against modern firepower, I'm just an ordinary mortal.
After I reach the second realm of cultivation, I follow the empire's rules even more diligently.
Because even if I can kill a whole army with a wave of my hand, on a modern battlefield I'd still be no more than a high-value target who can take a beating and hit back.
The endless array of modern weapons is enough to keep me in line.
There's no grand, sweeping life story, nor are opportunities waiting around every corner.
Even when the apocalypse finally arrives, the plan is to abandon more than ten billion fellow humans and leave behind fewer than 100,000 elite survivors as the frenzied seeds of humanity's future.
Humanity, rationality, divinity!
Outer gods, the Creator, immortals, ultimate weapons,
none can stand against the even mightier world born from the fusion of two universes. The protagonist? What's that?
Reality isn't wrong. What's wrong is that our efforts can't change it.
But if we don't try, how are we any different from those who simply surrender?
"Since I set foot on the path of cultivation, I've walked as if on thin ice."
"Sometimes I wonder if someone like me, an extra in the background, can make it safely to the other shore."
Mastermind behind the scenes + fusion of worlds from different universes + an ordinary person's rise + a small amount of transformation content + individualism.
From the middle and later stages onward, the myriad heavens and worlds of the Origin Universe undergo a massive fusion with the boundless starry sky (the protagonist's universe).
