My name is Lin Fan. I'm a history student who can see “ghosts.”
Then, one day, on a stormy night at the Palace Museum, a transparent monk pushed through the crowd and grabbed me. “You can see us?”
That's when I learned that what I saw were dimensional guardians who roamed the shadows of history.
And because of a traitor, they had begun a global dimensional assault against me.
“Rules? I am the rules!” The traitor Wuya tore open dimensions, intent on turning Earth into his divine kingdom.
Buddhist bodhisattvas lowered their eyes, Daoist Celestial Venerables stood helpless, and the civilizations of the entire universe trembled at his fingertips.
At the brink of despair, that wisp of a remnant soul told me:
“He was wrong, and so were you.”
“You weren't an accident. I planted you as the ultimate weapon, meant specifically to hunt him down...”
The hunt begins now.
