Across the boundless lands and vast sea of stars, throughout the primordial universe and the myriad worlds, among infinite heavens and the highest realms, the figures of transmigrators can be found.
Some wield time at will, pressing ever onward through the ruins of war. Others pilot starships across the sea of stars, taking in the universe’s grandeur.
Some roam the world with swords at their sides, clad in fine clothes and accompanied by beautiful women. Others rise among hundreds of nations and peoples, end a thousand-year age of chaos, and usher in an imperial era.
Some descend from the primeval age to witness countless peoples and all forms of life coexist beneath mountains and rivers, blue waves and clear skies, and vast oceans. Others are born within stars, live alongside the universe, and watch the years pass from ancient times to the present.
Some transcend the void and quietly return to where they came from, living in carefree ease. Others attain the blessings of creation and eternal life, witnessing one era of cultivation replace another.
Some awaken from the depths of the unknown to behold a sea of Shura blood. In their furious wrath, they slaughter all living beings and peoples, destroy countless great realms, and extinguish everything until neither heaven nor earth remains, only the void.
Some hold the infinite heavens beneath a single sword, reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship and waging slaughter through countless eras, until not a single people dares even speak of them.
Different worlds, different lives, different paths. What wondrous changes might arise if they were to converge?
By Chapter 121, the world suddenly changed.
Not bad, very pretty