Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Dragon of Candle
This is an endless wilderness.
In this wilderness, a massive "mountain range" stretches east to west, dividing the entire wilderness into forests and plains.
However, this "mountain range" is not a real mountain range, but a God—a God struggling on the brink of death.
"Roar!"
A deep roar issued from Its mouth.
Its body, like a mountain, writhes now and then, as if enduring so imnse pain.
Indeed, this God, once the master of sun and moon, mover of earth, is slowly approaching death.
As the perspective draws nearer, you can visually observe the God’s body covered in countless tiny figures.
These little figures are ferociously devouring the God’s flesh.
Where they tread, the mountain-like body turns to bones, like river-like blood polluting the earth.
If you draw even closer, you’ll find that although the little figures are performing different actions, they all share the sa face.
A face of indifference, cruelty, with a hint of madness...
When these little figures climb onto the God’s skull, tearing away Its last piece of flesh, this nearly immortal being finally fell unwillingly.
"Roar!"
In an instant, heaven and earth darkened, sun and moon went dim.
This boundless world plunged into infinite and eternal darkness.
Within this endless darkness, the little figures slowly stood up, focusing their gaze under the God’s jaw.
There, the only source of light in the universe continued to emit radiance.
That is the God’s last remnant, also its foundation as a True Dragon—the Dragon Pearl.
The nearest little figure instinctively took a bite of that gigantic Dragon Pearl.
As expected, the Dragon Pearl, originally emitting a dim light, like an extinguishing Sun Core, still incinerated the little figure with trendous heat.
Then the second little figure, the third little figure...
These little figures with the sa face and sa madness, fearlessly lunged at the Dragon Pearl one after another until it was completely swallowed.
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When Li Hao opened his eyes again, he was already awakened from his previous dream.
But unlike most people startled from dreams, Li Hao’s response was extraordinarily calm.
However, this calmness reached an eerily calm point—because he wasn’t even breathing.
"Is it three o’clock in the morning now?"
Turning his head to gaze at the bright moon outside the window, Li Hao muttered habitually.
Li Hao was not a person of this world; he was a Transmigrator from another world.
However, unlike typical Transmigrators, Li Hao rejuvenated into a child when he arrived in this world.
After comparing for over a decade, Li Hao discovered that this world had a 99% resemblance to his previous world, essentially identifying it as another world’s parallel world.
Until a year ago, Li Hao began to dream frequently, dreaming about the "Candle Dragon".
In the dream, Li Hao noticed his anomaly—he could split himself.
Or more precisely, Li Hao discovered he had more than one life.
It makes sense that if you haven’t truly died once, how could you know you possess an "Immortal Body"?
However, in that bizarre dream world, Li Hao’s "essence" was revealed—that was a "creature" composed of countless lives.
In the dream, each little figure was one of Li Hao’s lives.
Moreover, the number of these lives was not fixed, but grew in ways that Li Hao could not comprehend.
Perhaps because of this unique nature, Li Hao was targeted by that dying dragon.
The enormous disparity in the food chain prevented Li Hao from resisting the dragon’s "erosion
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