(The story itself takes precedence. This blurb is for reference only.)
My name is Ye Bailao, and I'm now considered a thorn in the side by immortals from all over. I'm hunted every day.
The immortals of the Myriad Worlds who are after me can turn the clouds with one hand and bring rain with the other. They can easily leave a thousand miles of barren land or rain down heavenly flames. Wiping out a nation or leveling a city with divine punishment is as easy for them as eating a meal.
Against them, the only thing I can rely on is a formula originally meant to create some kind of vehicle.
A formula that will let me run rampant throughout the Myriad Worlds.
