Praying for You Across Worlds and Dimensions

Born from chaos, Qijun, Lord of the Abyss, owns nothing but a spatial plane. Qijun is furious. So the old, loyal servant of the Abyss asks in trepidation, “Master, Master, why are you angry?” Qijun blinks, puts on a crying face, and says, “Why am I so poor? I don't have anything I want, sob sob~” The old servant of the Abyss is heartbroken. “Master, don't be sad. I'll take care of it!” And so begins the journey to transmigrate across planes. At last, Qijun can have anything he wants: a wicked smile curls across his lips. Visit the author's profile, click here, and support me... #favorite_1{color:#FF1493;font-weight:bold;border-style:double;}