A single hair can pierce a star, a sneeze can destroy a star field, and if you accidentally fart, the creatures of hundreds of star fields will be poisoned to death.

But don't worry, this kind of deity doesn't fart or sneeze.

Di Wuming was very bored. He had been living this kind of life for countless eons, and he wanted to find something fun to do.

To prevent himself from accidentally destroying the world, he sealed himself away: his hair, his pores, his teeth, his nails, his saliva, and his nostrils…

He had sealed almost everything that could be sealed, which made him feel that he wouldn't unintentionally destroy the world.

He couldn't get too excited, otherwise, if he raised his voice even slightly, it would be like the collapse of a mountain or a river.

Things with thought fear him, and things without thought also fear him. All rules, origins, and the Way of Heaven revolve around him.

To put it bluntly, he wasn't born from chaos; he created chaos.

Finding a Daoist partner doesn't result in a son, but in a world; the Daoist partner is called the Mother of Chaos.

He set up so many seals on himself, yet he was still the ancestral god.

The filthy beasts dangled sweet baits to lure the docile souls into the abyss...

Under the indifference of the Old Ones, who carry the weight of faith, only the Law Enforcer is left to settle all matters...

In this strange era. The ancient taboos are revived, and the Creator comes from the sky.

The indescribable old king is whispering. Humanity has many choices. Humanity also has no choice.

Because there is hell ahead and behind. ... Some people meet Dagon under the deep sea and find a way home from Luoyan City.

Some people are summoned by the Buddha Mother under the high walls of the temple and enter the Pure Land of Buddha by indulging in pleasure. Some people hear Turing Tianzun's teachings on the digital network, abandon their mortal bodies and see through the falsehood and the truth. And some people... are helped to the throne by the dormant ancient race.

Crowned as king in the deep space. "Keep your heart beating, and God will resonate with you." - King of the deep space, descendant of the monarch, indescribable, heir of natural disasters, prophet of the kingdom of God Kakosha, distant star feaster... Chen Jing.

In this world, there are strange gods above, demons and monsters feeding all living things, and there are chaos in the court, chaos in the warrior world, famine, war, plague, animal disasters, and human disasters below, which hinder survival everywhere.

Fortunately, as a member of the clan, Chen Nuo can barely survive.

Only when the two golden fingers arrived, the life points were added and the innate magical power: immortality awakened, he realized that he might be able to live better.

Blood is of the same origin, the head of the clan, strengthen the bloodline, gain life points, and change the fate against the will of heaven.

Immortality, change at the age of ten, seventy-two earthly evil, change at the age of a hundred, three-six heavenly gang.

In this cruel and chaotic world, as an immortal, Chen Nuo understands that he needs to make steady progress. Only by living long enough and the clan is more powerful, can he live more safely and enjoyably.

Until he is honored as the ancestor, the sea dries up and the rocks crumble, and he lives as long as the heaven and the earth!

Lin Mo traveled through a strange world where gods did not appear and became a remnant soul in a mass grave.

When he was almost dying of hunger, he accidentally absorbed half a pillar of residual incense, and unexpectedly awakened the Shinto talisman, becoming the only true god in the world.

>At first, he just wanted to survive: relying on the little incense to drive away the evil spirits, protecting the refugees and gaining the title of "wild god".

>Until the Hundred Ghosts slaughtered the deserted village at night, he burned all the incense to manifest a golden barrier.

>The girl knelt on the ground and cried, "Please, God of the Land, please show up!" The wishes of all the people were instantly added to her.

The moment the City God's Dharma image condensed, Lin Mo looked towards the gloomy government office and sneered, "Who said this world... doesn't have gods?"

Luo Zhao traveled through time and space to become the younger brother of King Wu of Zhou, Ji Fa, and was appointed regent. Starting from the end of the Shang Dynasty and the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty, he established a family and continued to pass on the legacy through the successive dynasties.

"The Luo family has survived to this day, spanning over 2,300 years. Starting with our ancestor, King Su Zhao, who served as regent, nine generations have taken over the government, each returning it to the king. We have witnessed the rise and fall of countless dynasties, and when their fortunes run out, the royal family falls into ruin. The supreme position carries the stain of the state, carrying the misfortune of the state. The Luo family will never taint themselves with it. Destiny is predestined, and the Luo family respects and understands their destiny. How could they defy it and covet a divine artifact?"

The Luo family of the Ji surname is well-known in the world.

For thousands of years, there have been regents who have absolute power and are insolent; there have been prime ministers who have taken the lead in saving the world and saved it from decline; there have been unparalleled generals who have quelled the chaos and rebuilt the country.

Therefore, there is a saying that Luo and Huang share the world.

It is not easy to cultivate immortals, and the road to immortality is long.

Shen Lian, who traveled through the world of immortals, started his own cultivation path cautiously with a panel that can be perceived.

In order to avoid the killing calamity, he hid and ran, hid his trump card, practiced escape techniques, practiced clones, and hid behind the scenes.

He catered to the way of heaven and practiced clones.

He used clones when there was something going on, and the original body when there was nothing going on.

He borrowed the name of a fellow Taoist to venture into the world of immortals, jumped out of the three realms, was not in the five elements, killed corpses to become immortals, and settled down in various places.

Genius + Thunder Spirit Root + Starting from a Golden Core Family + Family Unity + Decisive Killing

I have previously written a family novel of about one million words. If this novel's data is up to par, I will strive to reach two million words.

The longevity of the Tao, Ruoqing Chengtian, enlightened his mind and saw his nature, and realized the truth.

The Yun family of Yongze opened up a piece of pure land in a cold and dark place, in a deep swamp. However, the water veins in the family moved abnormally, and the cold pond erupted. The foundation of the family is facing collapse, and there are immortal families outside the mountain coveting it.

At this critical moment of life and death, Yun Ruomu, a young man in the family, is responsible for the work diary. He works tirelessly every day to solve the hidden dangers of the family, improve the defects of the skills, and predict the threats of foreign races.

He takes every step carefully and turns the virtual into the real. He leads the Yun family of Yongze to become a world-famous immortal family.

In this year, Ji Jingqiu was sixteen years old.

To survive, he meditated upon the Inferno of the Burning House and planted a sacred Bodhi tree, thus embarking on the path of martial cultivation.

Many years later—

A brilliant radiance suddenly rose, illuminating endless darkness.

A towering ancient tree stood verdant and majestic, its canopy vast like an umbrella. Glazed divine light soared into the heavens, supporting a sacred land of a divine kingdom, spanning across countless eons, illuminating the Three Realms and the Ten Directions.

On this day,

All those who practiced martial arts looked up,

like mayflies gazing upon the sky.

…

"Within me grows a Bodhi tree—personally planted when I first set foot on the martial path. Now, it stands vast and towering."

"I have witnessed all that exists in this world—there is none like me."

"That year, I pored over the annals of history. There were no years recorded in those texts, yet as I read them over and over, I saw eight words—

‘The storms of the world, all rise from our generation.’"

…

—Excerpt from The Martial Sun of This Era: The Autobiography of Ji Jingqiu.