The vast universe, three thousand big worlds, and countless small worlds are like the number of sands in the Ganges River, rising and falling in the long river of time. The earth is just an insignificant speck of dust.
Lin Yuan never thought that an ordinary farewell at a barbecue stall on the eve of the college entrance examination would push him to the other side of the stars.
There were no neon lights or test papers there, only monks wielding swords and flying into the sky, vast formations of mountains and rivers spanning thousands of miles, and old monsters who had lived for who knows how many years. He didn't want to go, he never wanted to go.，，
But fate did not give him the right to choose.
The door opened and he was dragged in, whether he wanted to or not.
From that moment on, he was forced to embark on a path that did not belong to him. Cultivation, fighting, struggling on the edge of life and death - these things he never thought of touching, poured into his life like a tide.
He just wants to go home.
