Among the prodigies of The Present World, some sought for family, some for country, some for fame, some for the Dao. Each had their own pursuit.
Only Wang Changji did one thing—search for White Bone.
He had walked out of Maple Forest City, from The Present World into the Netherworld, from the Netherworld in search of this rift, following the traces of White Bone every step of the way.
Jiang Wang's Heavenly Being Dharma Manifestation descended upon the great world of the Netherworld, slew the Nether Dream True God, took in the Yin Mountain Ghost Elder, became the new master of the White Bone Divine Palace, and attained [Netherworld Heaven], almost occupying the core territory once held by White Bone. Seated upon the White Bone Throne like a deity, he often found himself wondering—
If I were White Bone, what would I seek? Where would I go?
Heaven's intent was unfathomable; His heart was unknowable.
Finding White Bone's true body after Incarnation was nearly impossible!
Even if it had been confirmed that He had reincarnated in The Present World. Even if the vast amounts of intelligence obtained from the White Bone Divine Palace could narrow it down to an approximate span of time. It was still an endless sea, a Bottomless Abyss.
The Present World was vast and boundless. At every instant, an immeasurable number of people were born and died.
Even a difference of one breath in the time of Incarnation could lead one astray by ten thousand miles.
Though it was known that White Bone had incarnated, at what exact time had He been born, and in what place? Was He male or female, wise or foolish?
Did this person lay schemes for ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand?
A single difference in thought gave rise