"Nine Heavens cast down the Undying Tree, from the tomb the Immortal's bones were fetched;

Taoist Venerable tut-tutted as they drank blood plasma, Old Buddha relished in the chew of meat;

Beasts and livestock rang the Dharma Drum, city foxes and hole-dwelling rats boiled in the pot;

In the Immortality Wine, the resentful spirits were fishy, at the Killing Banquet, the Dao Fruit was bitter!”

In this world where Daoist Skill manifested, countless Sect Cultivators, Side Door Magicians, princes and scholars, officials of high rank and nobles all coveted immortality!

Owl God Tomb, stealing heavenly secrets, Pearl Gathering Skill, Holy Infant Pill, bone effigies, Yin God Shrine, human-transformed monsters, Undying Elixir, Red Line Poison, Blood Immortal insects, Mermaid Meat, gold-threaded robes, Five Poisons Primordial Spirit, Seven Star Life Extension...

They killed and harmed life only to steal the "Killing Dao Fruit" borne upon that Undying Tree!

Until... a sly "Fishing Man" came to this world.

Wang Yuan, born with the Small Book of Life and Death, had but a simple and unadorned dream:

Amid bustling strings and smoky vistas, on a night bathed in moonlight, in peace and quiet did I lean on the rail, savoring the wind, toasting to the stars.

With his "Bride in bridal clothes," watching the sunrise at Taishan in the morning, admiring Qionghua in Luoyang at noon, and drinking under the aurora by the North Sea in the evening.

"But you all smell so incredibly fragrant!

No more, none shall escape, for today I shall crowdfund Cultivating Immortality! Please... my treasure, turn around!”

The blood-red veil of the Bride abruptly fluttered to the ground.

The kings are crowned, rising from the blood and fire; all beings bow down and sing under the throne!

Fate is never kind because of love, nor fair because of greatness, the law of the jungle is the kingly way!

The only use of artillery is to measure the territory! Everything within the range is the truth!

And in this Age of Exploration dominated by giant ships and cannons, the only truth is...

Bring it to you!

"Wait! What are those things overseas? Retreat, retreat... Ah——!"

The great existence of the last era has long been submerged in epics, and ignorant mortals have taken advantage of the situation, polished their cannons, and set sail.

But although this era has changed, it has not changed so thoroughly.

Byron took a [Ship Log] and plunged into this mysterious, wild, bloody... but also shaky Age of Exploration.

Fortunately, he survived the throne war of the Red and White Roses, stepped into the extraordinary with the blood of the Bay People of the Pirate Nation, and climbed the [Ladder of Glory].

He used his [Iron Law of Kingship - Pirate Code] to overwhelm the Seven Seas and was crowned [Wild Hunt: Bloodthirsty Storm King].

It was not until then that he realized that this blue world that was about to sink might need a... new captain!

This novel is also known as Extraordinary Voyage

The indifferent god stood high in the clouds and looked towards the world with cold eyes. Tailless reptiles hid in the gap between winter and spring and whispered. The eight-clawed demon god wearing a high hat played a flute in the cold water.

The steam engine has just ignited the light of civilization, swordsmanship and witchcraft are in a duel, alchemy guns and sailing warships are played to death, secret associations and the Orthodox Church are chasing and hiding, the great era has begun, and the great sailing! Great development! Geographic discovery!

There are magnificent epics, but also evil and treacherous schemes, civilization conquering barbarism? No, only savage and more savage!

Aiwen wakes up from the small seaside town, rises as a descendant of a declining nobleman, walks into the center of the whirlpool step by step, and takes off the miraculous crown located on the extraordinary peak.