Jiang Chen, a common tomb raider in the modern world, was bitten by a zombie that had been dormant for millennia during an expedition deep into an ancient tomb. To make matters worse, he accidentally triggered a mechanism within the tomb, transporting him to a prehistoric world, carrying the mysterious Chaos Burial Coffin, a rare treasure of the Heavenly Dao. Upon opening his eyes, he discovered he had become a zombie general.

At this time in the prehistoric world, only three years have passed since Pangu created the world. Ferocious beasts are rampant and the world is in chaos. Jiang Chen, who has just become a general, faces unprecedented challenges. However, the Chaos Burial Coffin seems to hide endless mysteries and powerful powers, which also become Jiang Chen's greatest reliance on this prehistoric world.

With Jiang Chen's zombie bloodline, Jiang Chen possesses a far superior physique and unique abilities. He begins a struggle to survive in this prehistoric world rife with danger, constantly exploring the secrets of the Chaos Burial Coffin, seeking ways to enhance his own strength. Facing rampant beasts, Jiang Chen remains undaunted. Relying on his wisdom and strength, he repeatedly overcomes danger, gradually growing in battle and quietly spreading his fame throughout the prehistoric world. Watch how Jiang Chen, the ancestor of the zombies, navigates this prehistoric world infested by ferocious beasts, carving out his own unique niche!

Yun Chen attained the Daluo Dao on Jin'ao Island, and the strange phenomenon shocked all the immortals!

The three flowers converge at the top of the head, and the fruit of the Tao is achieved! Transcending time, life span equals the heavens! In the Jiejiao, Daluo is already a high-level.

But Yun Chen felt no joy at all: The Conferred God Tribulation was approaching, and below the level of Saints were all ants! Daluo? Nothing more than cannon fodder!

Just as he was racking his brains to figure out how to break the impasse—

[Ding! The chat group of all heavens and worlds invites you to join! ]

Xiong Ba: "You're playing tricks on me! Get out here!"

Yue Buqun: "Senior! Is this a method used by immortals?!"

Qiao Feng: "Qiao is upright and honest, why should I fear evil spirits?"

Zhang Sanfeng: "...the rhyme of Taoism is natural and profound. This old Taoist is in awe."

Yun Chen casually changed his name to [Existence Beyond Everything] and left a message: "Something's happened, so I'll be leaving for now. I'll see the Sage of Shangqing later."

The moment in the group...

The fusion of Pangu's Dao Fruit and the immortal spiritual light of the Chaos Azure Lotus gave birth to a porcelain-like boy atop Mount Buzhou—the Azure Emperor. He was the darling of the Hongmeng Avenue, protected by the Heavenly Dao as the "most formidable being in the prehistoric world." Beneath his innocent and mischievous exterior lay the power to subvert the prehistoric world.

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Huang Long transmigrated to the prehistoric world and became Huang Long, the direct descendant of the First Emperor. He was also one of the Four Noble Ones among the Twelve Immortals of the Chan Sect. He attained enlightenment as a True Immortal, but discovered that he was not only the Four Noble Ones, but also the Three Wrong Ones.

The wrong foundation, the wrong method, the wrong timing.

Just as the Dragon-Phoenix Han Calamity was ending, and he had just come to his senses, his own thigh was about to self-destruct. From then on, the karma of the Dragon Clan would suppress the Yellow Dragon so that he would never be able to rise again until he became a disciple of a sage.

Fortunately, he suddenly obtained the Nameless Great Seal, which can collect Daoist essence and condense the Dao fruits of great powers.

The wonder of the Dao Fruit is that it can replicate the origins of gods and demons, autonomously improve one's cultivation, and copy the supernatural powers one possesses.

Huanglong immediately looked at his father, who was preparing to transform into the emperor to suppress the four seas.

"Father, wait a moment, let me observe you properly... uh, let me see you one last time."

Countless years later, the Yellow Dragon, now adorned with the fruits of the Dao, stared at the Heavenly Dao and said coldly, "Are you asking me to do something? Pangu, also known as Little Yellow Dragon!"

Reborn in the ancient times, Su Heng became an acquired spiritual bamboo. He had a shallow background and weak cultivation. He happened to meet the Six Saints who were proving their truth and recruiting many disciples.

He knew that in this world, becoming a disciple of a saint and having a great sect as a backer was the greatest opportunity in the prehistoric world.

However, Taiqing is inaction, and only considers fate when accepting disciples.

Yuanshi paid great attention to following others, and when accepting disciples, he emphasized the good family background.

Tongtian is unruly and his disciples are murderous and aggressive. In the future, they will suffer the baptism of the great calamity of the Conferred Gods. The disciples of Jiejiao are destined to become victims of the calamity.

What's more, as a Western creature, Su Heng would be instinctively rejected by the East.

Only the Western religion, not only did Zhunti and Jie Yin protect their own shortcomings, but they were also the only winners during the Conferred Gods period.

In the future, when Western religion flourishes, there will be a day when he will become a Buddha or a patriarch.

Thus, Su Heng, after enduring countless hardships, finally became a disciple of the Saint Jie Yin. From then on, the West had another Buddha of the Three Ages, and Buddhism flourished, starting with him. ...

A 21st century otaku, unable to go home on a rainy day, plays games under a telephone pole. After being struck by lightning, he travels back to the primitive times after the creation of the universe. In order to survive in the primitive times, he constantly becomes stronger and causes troubles.

In the era of war between wizards and liches, Li Yunjing's soul traveled through the ancient times, and a remnant of his soul inherited the legacy of the Devil God of Destruction.

He occupied the blessed land of Wuyi Mountain, obtained the innate spiritual treasure Luobao Money, joined the Jie Religion, received the true teachings of the Three Pure Ones, went through numerous hardships, took charge of the great religion, protected the orthodoxy of Xuanmen, and finally achieved enlightenment and became a saint.

There were three thousand guests listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, and Xuanchen chose the most inconspicuous seat at the end.

He moved his fingertips slightly to deduce the secrets of heaven, and looked at the Sanqing and Nuwa in the front row with high spirits, with a faint smile on his lips.

When the witch-lich calamity began, he transformed himself into a mysterious cultivator and offered Di Jun the secret method of restraining the ancestor witch, and then turned around and revealed the witch clan's weaknesses to Hou Tu.

During the Conferred Gods Battle, he casually said, "Ten thousand immortals of Jiejiao have come to pay homage, their fortune is too great," and Yuanshi Tianzun then wanted to kill Tongtian Jiaozhu.

When the saints fell and the world returned to chaos, Xuan Chen sat alone on his cloud bed and sighed:

"In this game of chess, I am the only one left holding the pieces."

This is an absolutely high-end primordial world. Here, even an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal transcends the river of time, is immortal, and stronger than the saints of other primordial worlds. Here, saints are omniscient and omnipotent; nothing in the multiverse holds any secret for them. This is the most terrifying plane in all the heavens, a graveyard for all transmigrators. Chen Feng transmigrated to this world with a system called the Chaos Dao, and this system kept instigating him to cause trouble. Chen Feng looked silently at his fellow transmigrators who had died tragically beside him. Then, he betrayed the system. "Dao Ancestor, I am extremely loyal!"

Amidst the raging flames of karma, a figure burdened with heavy karma was being scorched. "Styx, you cruel bastard!" The black-clad man, carrying a twelve-layered golden wheel of merit on his back, 'angrily' watched the ever-growing crimson lotus of karma. "You're talking nonsense! Go ask around the entire prehistoric world, who doesn't know that I, Ancestor Styx, am a benevolent and righteous philanthropist?" "I rank first in the entire prehistoric world, even Hongyun wouldn't dare rank third! You dare to slander me? You deserve to be nourishment for the crimson lotus of karma!"