Nos primórdios do universo infinito, as estrelas ainda não haviam nascido, nas profundezas do vazio apenas restava um caos silencioso. Nesse caos, uma semente que brilhava com luz estava sendo gestada, chamada de ‘Origem Primordial’. A Origem Primordial incubou por incontáveis eras na névoa do nada, e finalmente irrompeu num milagre súbito, liberando luz e energia infinitas, gestando um continente vasto e ilimitado — o Continente Infinito. O Continente Infinito era um lugar de esplendor como estrelas espalhadas, transbordante de vida e poder. No continente, as sementes da vida germinavam rapidamente, os seres vivos se agitavam, as civilizações começavam a surgir. Nesse vasto terreno, diversos poderes misteriosos e tecnologias coexistiam, a energia mental era o rei, a magia e os cantos de espada entrelaçavam-se. Agora, uma lenda sobre os transmigrantes, heróis e guardiões está prestes a se desenrolar lentamente nesta terra sob as estrelas...
The sunlight spread across the grassland like a warm blanket. A breeze swept through, carrying the fresh scent of grass and bringing the distant, low growls of beasts to the ears. Wang Qiong lay on the ground, his eyes half-open, staring at the sky. He didn't want to move, nor did he want to speak.
"Dead yet? If not, get up quickly." A sweet yet disdainful voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
Wang Qiong stiffened for a few seconds, then rolled over and remained sprawled out. He had resigned himself to his fate; he was far too familiar with this routine: the opening, the otherworld, the system—come on, there was no escaping this cliché script.
"Hey, if you don't move, you're really going to die." The voice grew a bit louder, sounding impatient.
"Fine, let me die then," Wang Qiong replied sluggishly, his tone filled with the weariness of someone who had seen it all. "At worst, I'll get bitten to death by a monster in the opening scene, the readers will curse the author for being short-lived, and they'll leave a one-star review before moving on."
"What kind of nonsense are you spouting?" The voice paused, then continued, sounding clearly annoyed. "Listen, I am your system spirit, Sugar. You are currently in the Infinite Continent. Stop playing dead; this isn't a retirement home."
"Infinite Continent?" Wang Qiong sighed. "You're proud of such a bland name? Why not call it the Nine Provinces, the Heavenly Court, or the Land of Heaven