The so-called Sacred Land was the dwelling place of this world's goddess.
The goddess's power was beyond question. She was holy, radiant, and magnificent.
She was filled with compassion for the world—a true goddess, the goddess in everyone's hearts.
Jiang Zuo frowned. 'This introduction has some minor logical flaws, but it doesn't really matter.'
The main point was that this person had apparently transmigrated. That was truly a rarity.
But Jiang Zuo didn't dwell on it. He was here to find clues.
What followed was a first-person narrative.
I fought through many battles, and my growth was incredibly fast.
My lifespan extended to the point where it was measured in tens of thousands of years.
This was something utterly impossible in my original world.
As time went on, I became the world's strongest Warrior.
The number one person beneath the goddess.
That Realm, we called it Chang Sheng. It was a state beyond words. To put it simply, I had walked that path to its very end.
