The treacherous streets of Gotham, a palace buried deep beneath the sea, an eerie, forgotten castle…

When Luo Xiu stepped into this infinite world of madness and desire, the gears of fate behind him began to turn.

Twisted cravings. Hypocritical masks. Shattered souls in need of repair.

The deeper Luo Xiu delved, the more he gained—and the more the sickness within him began to fade.

And at that moment, it felt as if Luo Xiu had finally become… the real Luo Xiu.

An exciting journey through endless worlds?

No.

This is the Devil’s Infinite Game.

The silver thunder descended, creating a strange black umbrella. The umbrella holder Li Xiu opened the umbrella and traveled through the sky to see, participate, and everything that is interesting.

Relying on the heavens and slaying the dragons, plotting to bet on the treasures to obtain the Nine Suns magic, in the kung fu, the palm of the Tathagata is obtained by coincidence, and the martial arts are extremely common.

Drink the spring water from the Caribbean Sea and renew your life for a long life.

Absorbing the crystal of thought power in the super-power out of control, being genetically modified by cosmic rays, it builds the foundation.

…………

Can genes be analogous to blood? Can spirit and soul be regarded as one category?

If a person with strong minds practice the Dao of Yuanshen, will he be assisted by the gods? If a person with the ability of immortality, regeneration and self-healing practices the mystic power of the physical body, will he enter the realm fiercely?

“Don’t think that if you use science fiction as the fuel of charcoal fire to promote the cultivation of immortals, you don’t have to suffer the pain of thousands of years of cultivation, and longevity is just a thing at your fingertips!”

Since ancient times, the distinction between good and evil have always been divided, however, due to the entanglements of fate, Li Xun becomes embroiled in the struggle between these opposing forces.

Plagued by relentless nightmares, the life of this eight-year-old imperial heir is subjected to the most severe trials. Amid a perilous environment fraught with constant threats, Li Xun’s profound longing for freedom verges on obsession.

In his quest to escape the dominion others exert over his destiny, he resorts to increasingly extreme measures.

Yet, what is truly rare is that—even as he descends into moral darkness—Li Xun preserves a flicker of aspiration for the light and demonstrates an uncommon depth of emotional attachment…

Zuo Chongming was once a top-tier gamer —

A studio boss, a power-leveling god, an unapologetic exploiter of noobs.

Then one day… boom. He’s isekai’d straight into a game world.

Not only that, but it’s before the official launch.

And worse — he’s now an NPC.

Demons ravage the land. Evil spirits feast on the living. Martial artists roam in blood-soaked packs.

But for Zuo Chongming, who has access to a system panel? All manageable.

What isn’t manageable… is the arrival of Players — the notorious “Fourth Calamity.”

He falls silent.

—— Years later.

Zuo Chongming sighs:

“I just wanted to farm these guys like wheat… So how the hell did they end up wagging their tails and calling me boss?”

And the creepiest part?

They actually seem proud of it.

Since gods and Buddhas are useless, then I will come in person and ask for my life from heaven!

…

This is the story of a terminally ill man who regained his soul and cultivated the ultimate path, killing Buddhas and gods in order to seek immortality.

“By pushing light into darkness, I obtained incredible power. By sucking the essence of life, I became an immortal monster.”

He was dressed in a sacred cloak. Singing commands to the horde of demons.

“Yes, even if this might be my fall, I’d die either way!”

He was merely a child who became a s*ave. Powerless and abandoned. Never once did he hesitate to do anything to overturn his doomed fate.

After all, a God is above all moral values.

This is the story of a man who has succeeded in evolving his mortal body and soul into that of a God.

Li Ming, a capital manipulator trained by an old fraud, was shot during his trial, and awakened in a world shaped by an extraordinary worldview.

Guided by bloodstained greed and a belief in the brilliance of money, he ruthlessly squeezes profit from every corrupt corner.

The brave ride dragons and tame tigers; the timid settle for cats and rabbits.

For a 10% gain, he stirs.

At 50%, he risks it all.

And when profit surpasses 100%, he dares to trample every law underfoot.

While the world watches in fear and fury, Li Ming sneers:

“Don’t shackle me with your morality or law, when money rises to speak, the truth has no choice but to shut up.”

Purely dark prose! Values? Nonexistent! Promises?

Haha—conscience?

What is that?

In this bloody, chaotic, crazy, twisted, divided, and ruined world of disaster, all that exists is—killing, survival, desire, and madness...

The killing of one makes one a criminal, but the killing of thousands makes one a hero. The slaughter of nine million makes one a hero among heroes. Watch me slaughter all worlds, and create an empire that will transcend all time and space.

Zhong Yu: “I’m someone who will become the Emperor of Heaven!”

In this vast country, the nation is divided into kingdoms of men, sub-states, states, principalities, duchies, kingdoms, and empires, all of which follow strict hierarchies. How does the protagonist, who aims to be Emperor of an unparalleled empire, set up and develop his nation?

I carry ambition and bloodshed with me, until I reach the summit of the heavens. ...

My name is Lu Yun. Head of the Imperial Observatory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Above the imperial power, guest of the immortal gate, great state teacher.