I Drive a Bus Across the Myriad Worlds

In this world, every path leads to enlightenment. The Immortal Cultivation civilization spans time, travels through space, and reverses the future. The Intelligent Civilization makes matter and energy limitless, creating the world anew. The Martial Arts Civilization turns the self into the world: I am the Heavenly Dao, spanning past and present. The Soul-Body Civilization gathers the souls of all things, commands them, and bridges life and death. The Mechanical Civilization holds that flesh is weak, and mechanical ascension brings an iron tide. The Technological Civilization sees the world as limitless, and opens up time. With so many paths, which one can ordinary people follow? The countless masses can only struggle to survive in the cracks. The true self and the false self alike are ruled by the powerful of each civilization, left at their mercy. Countless people transmigrate through time and space, wreaking havoc and growing stronger in different worlds. But when the powerful have fixed the timeline, nothing is possible anymore. No matter what the masses do, they cannot escape their fated destiny. The powerful roam freely, navigating the river of fate and traveling through time. But could even their journeys through time be part of a vast timeline laid down by someone else?