Chapter 1: First Arrival

Nathaniel Carter's mind was in utter chaos as he quietly moved along with a group of people dressed in coarse linen.

Transmigrated?

Nathaniel Carter could now be certain that he had truly transmigrated.

But what kind of place had he ended up in?

His head throbbed with pain, two different consciousnesses battling fiercely inside Nathaniel Carter's mind.

As Nathaniel Carter's eyes grew brighter, his own consciousness finally gained full control of the body, and the original consciousness was completely merged with him.

Looking around, Nathaniel Carter felt this place was nothing but a barren wasteland, more like a place devoid of any sign of life.

The group of several hundred had been walking for a whole day, and Nathaniel Carter had suffered a headache for a whole day as well, with too many consciousnesses merging in his mind.

Now, Nathaniel Carter also recalled that he had just finished participating in a youth elite exchange event and was returning home with everyone, when the plane somehow encountered something very strange.

After a loud bang, Nathaniel Carter's eyes lit up, and all the consciousnesses fused together completely.

The cultivation world!

This is the cultivation world!

Nathaniel Carter didn't know why, but his body was gone, yet his consciousness had survived and merged with a young man who was also called Nathaniel Carter.

No, besides merging with this young man's consciousness, there were some other consciousnesses as well!

This was a fusion of three consciousnesses!

Five-Animal Exercise!

Chaotic Spiritual Root!

It was as if that person had also injected a large amount of something called Xirang into his body!

That's right, there was a mysterious figure who, when the plane malfunctioned, sent him here and even passed on much of his consciousness to him.

After carefully studying the consciousness passed on by that person, Nathaniel Carter gained some understanding of many things.

What did that person say?

Thinking about those things, Nathaniel Carter felt a bit overwhelmed.

According to that person's consciousness, all kinds of pollution on Earth were part of a grand conspiracy, the many problems in Huaxia were caused by top-down schemes, and the inability for cultivators to rise on Earth was also part of a huge plot.

What?

That person wanted him to unravel all of this in the cultivation world.

Isn't that a bit too grand?

Thinking about this, Nathaniel Carter could only smile wryly. Could he really accomplish such a lofty task?

...

"Stop, stop!"

A one-horned man shouted loudly.

At the sound of this command, the previously silent crowd suddenly became restless.

"Let's fight!"

"We'll fight!"

More and more people in the crowd shouted loudly.

Unlike the earlier silence, it was as if the hatred accumulated in each person's body had been ignited. One by one, the people in coarse linen clenched their fists tightly and charged at the Abyssals escorting them.

Roars shook the sky, the earth trembled, and this wasteland became a raging torrent of people.

"Fools!"

An Abyssal shouted in a deep voice, raising a large blade in his hand. The blade swept through the crowd, and one Blue Star person after another fell into pools of blood.

Too many people rushed forward, and an Abyssal was actually grabbed by someone.

Without a weapon, that person bit down hard on the Abyssal's leg.

More people surged forward.

Blood splattered everywhere, severed limbs fell to the ground—it was a completely one-sided slaughter.

What was happening?

Nathaniel Carter felt a flood of consciousness surge up in his mind.

These Abyssals were about to feast!

At the thought of the feast, Nathaniel Carter's expression changed slightly.

Cannibalism!

Soon, more information about his current identity surfaced in Nathaniel Carter's mind.

A small Qin family in the Blue Star clans, the memories were chaotic, only recalling being framed into becoming a soldier, sent to the battlefield, and then captured by the Abyssals.

Just as Nathaniel Carter gained new memories, the whole scene had already descended into chaos.

Flesh and blood flew, Blue Star people fell one after another before the Abyssals.

Whips lashed down on people's heads without pause.

All kinds of weapons ceaselessly harvested lives!

Clad in leather armor, with a single horn on their heads and towering bodies, the Abyssals tore the charging Blue Star people into pieces, laughing wildly.

Someone even pulled out a still-beating heart and bit into it, the blood in their mouth making one's heart tremble.

Blue Star Clan—was that the Huaxia Clan?

From the memories, he knew this was a race sharing the same roots as himself.

Nathaniel Carter clenched his fists tightly.

Of the ten escorts, the strongest was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining. They had no means of transport, nor could they carry people. All they could do now was deliver everyone to a gathering point.