Seek your own path, keep searching, and you'll find the way of humanity. Water and mountains may be crossed, but the path remains. May Heaven never grow old, and may my hometown forever be well. I see only green mountains, yet everywhere they are pierced by rain and wind. The road to my hometown seems endless. The Way of the Taoist, the Way of the Gods—I seek the way of humanity myself. Demons and monsters all claim to be good, but the winds howl and thunder roars, heaven and earth waile and ghosts cry. Why has the once beautiful land become a sea of ​​blood? The road to my hometown seems like a road of no return. I ask humanity, where can I find the Way? (Although this has been used before, I'll still use it to feel appropriate.)

Transmigrating to a primitive era, Jiang Ze gained a special ability to make contracts with all things: contracting a young beast grants him a mount with limitless potential; contracting an ancient tree brings allies throughout the forest; contracting a volcano turns all enemies to ashes when its lava erupts! Under Jiang Ze's leadership, a small tribe rapidly rises from the wilderness until it becomes invincible…