This is the story of an ordinary mortal who transmigrates to the world of cultivation.
A brutal massacre marks the opening of the curtain.
Transmigrators, powerful figures reborn into new lives, and anyone with a golden finger are all branded as heretics and put to death.
Only the lucky few who can conceal their abilities escape detection and scrape by.
It seems that everyone's fate has been set in stone since the day they were born.
But everything changed when Kong Wudao met Lin Wan'er.
The wheels of fate began to turn in secret.
The tides of the era stirred up hidden, raging waves.
When the true rulers of this era finally realized what was happening, the heavens had already begun to fall.
In the collision of two worlds, one side must emerge victorious.
Will a new king ascend the throne?
Or will the old days return?
The poet will tell you the answer.
Yet there was one line that later generations would never forget, engraving it deep in their hearts and on a monument.
After the dust had settled, someone once asked Kong Wudao why he cultivated immortality.
He gave a helpless smile.
"I never wished to embark on the path to immortality, but the tens of thousands of obsessions within me are all crying out with their lives."
"Ascend to immortality and go home!"
