Young Su Mo transmigrates and obtains an Epiphany System. As long as he has Epiphany Points, he can achieve epiphanies without limit.
While countless geniuses toil day and night to master a single divine ability and manifest its vision...
“Ding! Host has spent 200 Epiphany Points to comprehend Dragon-Elephant Fist to the Divine Ability Realm, obtaining a Grade B Vision: Dragon-Elephant Treads the Heavens.”
Su Mo has long since gained countless divine abilities and visions.
While countless combat-skill masters are losing all their hair trying to repair a single ancient combat technique...
“Ding! Host has spent 200 Epiphany Points to complete repairs on the combat skill Divine Stride.”
Su Mo has long been overwhelmed by the sheer number of combat skills he has repaired.
While countless formation masters are tearing their hair out over the pitiful power of their formations...
“Ding! Host has spent 10,000 Epiphany Points to successfully upgrade the Godslayer Formation by one rank. Its power will be increased fivefold.”
Su Mo has long been using world-shaking formations to leave his enemies routed and disarmed.
On that day, Xuandu fell into peril. Su Mo charged in and out seven times with ten thousand swords at his side, saving countless people.
On that day, a young man from a remote planet stood upon the coronation platform, seeking only to prove one thing to the world: talent knows no bounds of origin.
On that day, the young man, clad in white, fought alone into the dragon's lair and tiger's den, all for a promise he had once made.
But in this golden age, could the spotlight really belong to only one person?
Look and see: three thousand heroes use divine fire as their guide, seeking only to shatter the firmament.
Look and see: countless human warriors across the universe raise their swords. What do they seek? Nothing but to face death.
Look and see: countless supreme powerhouses hold back the Sea of Realms with their own bodies, all for the promise they made as youths to protect all living beings.
Su Mo was simply lucky enough to become the brightest star of this golden age.
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