Fate had never been kind to Ji Ning. Wracked by illnesses and infirm his entire life on Earth, Ning knew early on that he would die as a teenager. What he didn’t know was that there really was such a thing as life after death, and that the universe was a far larger place than he thought.
A lucky twist of fate (one of the few in Ning’s life) meant that Ning was reborn into a world of Immortals and monsters, of Ki Refiners and powerful Fiendgods, a world where Dynasties lasted for millions of years. A world which is both greater…and yet also smaller…than he ever could imagine. He would have the opportunity to join them, and in this life, Ning swore to himself, he would never let himself be weak again!
The Era he was born into was a Desolate one, but Ning would make it his era.
This is where the desolate era series truly fails. All the following books until the very end stem from this the 41st part. The story starts off with such a stupid utterly nonsensical and irrational preface, with the underpinnings of the story being utterly unrealistic to the point that any reader can see the train wreck coming from miles away. What I mean by train wreck is the forcedly accelerated ending of the series, it starts here.
The story leads off with the main character literally committing (to my mind) treason toward his whole universe in an utterly unnecessary way and more or less starts off/hastens an apocalypse or end war scenario of sorts. This when they and he absolutely can not afford such. Gross dues ex machina ensues with victory on all fronts resulting however calamitously stupid the actions of the characters are.
What I have said so far already feels spoiler like to me so I will just leave off with stating that the author really should have refrained from calling the main character smart etcetera if he was going to have him behave like an utter moron so often and to such a degree.