An Tong opened her eyes, and what she saw was not the single path forward for ordinary beast masters.
Rather, it is a giant tree that takes root in the present and spreads its branches to the endless future. Every branch is a possibility of evolution.
While her classmates were reeling in life and death on the known path, she looked at her most ordinary spark velvet, her eyes locked on the forbidden branch that simultaneously flowed with holiness and destruction - [World Burning Apostle].
College league in Chilianzhou? Just a little fight in the pond.
The so-called three immortals in the state and the perfect genius? There were only a few more conspicuous flames on her way to the top.
From the day she awakened, she had only one goal:
With these eyes that see the possibility, I personally ignite the highest scenery.
