Dreaming of the Vast Divine Realm

The male lead was a somewhat strange yet ordinary man. On the day the game Realm of Haoshen launched, he was struck by a bolt of heavenly lightning, but his body was nowhere to be found.

When he awoke in another world, memories of this world and his past life flooded into his mind, and he thought he had transmigrated.

His Tali tribe had been invaded by the demon race and its homeland destroyed. Having awakened the memories of his past life, the male lead relied on his extensive knowledge to guide the Tali tribe's steady development, reclaim its homeland, establish a trading company, and more.

Just as the male lead was preparing to continue this life, a beautiful woman's voice rang out in his mind: "Esteemed Hero, welcome to the Realm of Haoshen!"

The male lead was stunned. This couldn't possibly be a game. He had lived here for twenty-six years, or perhaps ten, but no matter how many years it had been, the Tali tribespeople and the humans of the human race were all living, feeling beings who could die.

But no matter how hard it was to believe, the male lead couldn't ignore what was happening. He came up with a plan to gather players and make them his allies.