All cultivators in this world take their spiritual roots as their destiny. Their spiritual roots determine their grade, and their grade determines life and death.
Lu Chen has no spiritual roots.
For sixteen years, he could not sense a trace of aura, and was regarded as waste by everyone. He was thrown into the most remote corner of the fifth star field, like a speck of dust.
Until one day, he touched the thing deep inside his body that had been sleeping for too long.
At that moment, the sky in the seven star regions began to change.
