Lu Xun's Ancient World Transmigration

A blinding flash of white light streaked past, and Lu Xun felt an invisible giant hand yank his body into a vortex.

Wind howled in his ears. Twisted lights and shadows swirled before his eyes as countless fragmented images flashed by like scenes from a lantern show: ancient city walls, bustling markets, passersby in long gowns, and red-lacquered official sedan chairs...