A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: From a Heavenly Spiritual Root to the Ancestor of All Dao

Good news: I transmigrated into the familiar world of A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality, with a Heavenly Spiritual Root from the start. Bad news: I arrived a full 10,000 years before Han the Old Devil. All the foreknowledge I had from the original story was useless. But it wasn’t a big deal: I could still complete the laws and derive the myriad arts. Ten thousand years later, after Han Li went through countless hardships to sneak into the Spirit Realm, he thought he had crash-landed in a barren wilderness, only to find human cultivators everywhere and cities standing in great numbers. “Country bumpkin,” someone scoffed. “Don’t you even recognize the largest race in the Spirit Realm?” Han Li fell silent for a moment, then recorded a line on a jade slip: The humans of the Spirit Realm are strange. Suspect that some senior who ascended laid plans here in advance. At that very moment, the “senior who ascended” sneezed in a certain cave abode in the Immortal Realm. “Who’s talking about me?”