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[A brand-new level system, with a focus on the System, transmigration, survival, building shelters, exotic beasts, pets, natural disasters, a single heroine, wars against other races, and an expansive world]
Everyone transmigrates to the vast wilderness of mountains and seas, each starting with nothing but a drafty tree hollow.
Qin Han thinks it is just a survival game where he needs to gather materials and build a home. Then countless figures straight out of mythology suddenly appear before him.
When the gale rises, a peng bird spreads its wings like a dark cloud blotting out the sky, crossing ninety thousand miles of heavens.
Under the blazing sun, three-eyed fire crows beat their wings and set the sky ablaze, recreating the wonder of ten suns in the sky at once.
Amid violent winds and rain, a desolate dragon's roar echoes from the depths of the sea of clouds, like an ancient war horn.
Goddesses flying through the sky, graceful figures riding flying swords…
Watching these scenes, as if they had stepped out of time itself, Qin Han wants to cry: What the hell is supposed to be the surprise here?
Here, a survivor's only thing to rely on is their home. They must fight with all their might to defend and strengthen it.
Some awaken talents and leave everyone else in the dust, rising above all other survivors.
Some obtain supreme opportunities, fuse with the ruins of the great wilderness, and dominate the entire land.
Mysterious artifacts tear open the heavens; peerless cultivation techniques shatter mountains and rivers. Legends are unfolding across the great wilderness.
Watching it all, a spark of inspiration flashes in Qin Han's eyes. “I've got an idea!”
When the calamity that befalls everyone arrives as foretold,
beast hordes sweep across the eight directions.
Other races wage war; remnants of ancient peoples steal the sacred flame.
As the blood of civilization once again stains the heavens red,
at that very moment, a towering, boundless celestial palace descends from the highest heavens…
