He was the most humble book restorer in the library, earning a meager salary and living like an ant until he was framed by his colleagues and was kicked out in embarrassment.
On a rainy night, a mysterious purple lightning allowed him to open the "Spiritual Eye of All Things" sleeping in his blood.
From then on, everything in the world took on a different look in his eyes.
Dust-covered antiquities contain shocking auras; weeds on the roadside may be unparalleled elixirs; and ancient caves and paradises are buried beneath the bustling cities!
Those who have bullied me, humiliated me and laughed at me will all tremble at my feet.
When I open my eyes, the whole world will be redefined for me.
