An accident sent him and his beloved wife to the afterlife together. When he opened his eyes, he had fallen into a cultivation world where the strong preyed on the weak.
But in his eyes, there was no path to immortality, no eternal life. There was only her, lost amid the tide of the reborn.
Others cultivated bitterly in pursuit of invincibility. He frantically raised his cultivation level only so his spiritual sense could reach farther, so he would not miss a single clue.
Others explored dangerous places to seize opportunities. He braved dragon's dens and tiger's lairs only to search for clues or keepsakes that might be connected to her.
Others revered the laws of Heaven. He was willing to defy fate and touch the taboos of time and space, all to divine even the faintest trace of her.
After a thousand years of arduous cultivation, he had traversed countless worlds. But where were you?
I cultivate immortality not for eternal life or invincibility, but only to find you amid the endless sea of people!
