Li Qing opened his eyes and found himself in the bloody Great Wilderness, ten thousand years after Zhulong’s fall.
He thought he would have to scrape by in the cracks, but then the lively, mysterious young girl Agu called him “Dad” as soon as she opened her mouth: “Father Zhulong has been waiting for you forever!” To make things even better, he got the invincible golden finger, the “Atlas of All Things,” which could see through the world’s greatest treasures at a glance. Even the stones he picked up at random turned out to be fragments of Xirang.
Li Qing chuckled. “Easy, easy. First, I’ll take my daughter and trick an ancient Baxia into becoming our mount... I mean, recruit one.”
Only when the gods’ alliance armies arrived at his doorstep did Li Qing sigh and reach for the atlas in his robe. “Agu, close the door. Dad’s going to teach them what ‘truth’ means today.”
