The Last Chuang King

Wang Xiaoming was a young special agent from an unnamed country.

“That's right, I'm the new century's 007, James Bond... But believe me, behind every agent's mysterious mask is a face that's utterly miserable.” Paid a civil servant's salary for the most dangerous work, Wang Xiaoming finally died at the age of twenty-eight in the perpetually snowbound Himalayas. The reason? He was investigating some mythical ancient ruins. “We've got satellites in space, and people still believe in ancient gods and ghosts? They really need a thorough education in XXX materialism.” These were Wang Xiaoming's last words.

After his death, Wang Xiaoming's soul remained within the Xuanyuan Sword, which legend said had awakened. He transmigrated through time and space and possessed Li Chuang.

The dynasty was on its last legs. The land was in ruins, and war raged everywhere. He had wanted to go with the flow, but the times left him no choice...