In the Great Zhao Country, Wang Linchi flexed his body slightly. It's really difficult to adapt to a new body. Fortunately, I didn't completely jam myself in here. He could sense the frailty of this physique.
He had legitimized himself as a transmigrator by utilizing the protagonist-selling route, and thereby his consciousness successfully transmigrated into a grand universe.
In his estimation, it should have been a High Martial World. Now it seemed that while it was indeed high martial, it wasn't the High Martial World he had envisioned. In fact, it was more akin to a high martial city and a Subterranean World.
In this place, not only were there numerous countries, but there also existed entities known as Subterranean Realms. The origins of the Subterranean Realms were unclear at the moment. This time, he had just sent a fraction of his consciousness in, but he knew that the Subterranean Realms were inhabited by Alien Races, which occasionally invaded the surface world.
