(Infinite worlds + puzzle-solving + mild horror) Three years ago, the liminal barriers that held the world together collapsed with a thunderous crash.
Spatial rifts appeared everywhere, and liminal instances teeming with horrors began manifesting at random. Anyone marked was put on a seventy-two-hour countdown, and fewer than one in ten who forced their way inside ever made it out.
In the face of this crisis, mercenary teams specializing in instances emerged. Some risked their lives for money, while others banded together to survive.
Shen Yan, meanwhile, is an unrivaled legend in the trade.
Armed with the ancient town’s divine liminal weapon, the Soul-Slaying Blade, he starts out at the very peak of combat strength. No matter how dangerous the instance, he moves through it as casually as if taking a stroll through a courtyard.
The rich offer him fortunes to take their jobs, while ordinary people come to him for help. He turns no one away and never cares about the payment.
Outsiders think he craves wealth and basks in the adoration of the masses.
But no one knows that the Soul-Slaying Blade is devouring his life day and night. He is already on the brink of death.
He takes one job after another and enters instance after instance, not for fame or fortune, but to search for liminal relics that can prolong his life.
Wherever his blade falls, the horrors are wiped out.
Each perilous journey is simply him giving everything he has to win himself one last chance at survival.
