[Dark Fantasy] [Demonic Cultivation] [Selfish & Ruthless] [Decisive Killer] [Intelligent MC] [No Saint-like Behavior] [No Female Lead]

“Blood Demon, hand over the fragments of the Immortal Realm!”

A crimson light fell silently through the night…

— One hundred years later —

“Blood Demon, are you truly going to abandon me, Cang Yun?!”

“Where could you even go?!”

“So what?”

“What do your lives have to do with me?!”

In the Sea of Demon Cultivation—

“Kneel and call me Patriarch… and you may live.”

“A so-called Patriarch… is simply the butcher who outlived the rest.”

Cultivation Realms:

Qi Condensation → Foundation Building → Golden Core → Nascent Soul → Soul Transformation → Void Return → Integration → Mahayana → Tribulation Crossing

“Blue Star version 4.0 will be updated without stopping at 12:00 am on April 1st. The main content and adjustments of this update are as follows.”

“Add this month’s rule “Active Master”: All players must talk to others 1,000 sentences a day…”

When an abrupt reminder sounded in the ears of all humans on the blue star.

The world ushered in the baptism.

In the monthly version update, there will be a new rule of the month, and all players must abide by the rule.

…

And Chen Yi, who picked up a big leak before the third version update, looked at the full 6-digit coupon balance in his account and grinned.

“Consumptive rabbit, we may have to rise up completely this time.”

[No Saint-Like MC] · [No Harem] · [No System] · [Cold and Calculating Cultivator]

“My name is Li Changsheng,I seek the Dao of Immortality!”

Immortal or demon? It makes no difference.

I crave only one thing, eternal life and absolute power.

Beneath the Nine Netherworlds lies a place known as Youming, the Netherworld. In this brutal cultivation realm, there is no right or wrong, no light or dark. Only power reigns.

The strong rule.

The weak are nothing but ants.

With the Netherworld Tower in hand, Li Changsheng sets foot on the treacherous road of ascension, a path toward enlightenment, immortality, and domination.

Rawls Adrian, who was invaded by the “Uncertain Mist”, traveled to March 1349 (three months before Klein Moretti crossed), and Rawls, a “lawyer”, began his mysterious journey. trip.

Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be marquis.

Reborn as a cell, carrying the power of prison, to a parallel world where the ancients have awakened.

Steam civilization, thriller space, the old king of the night, strangers outside the city.

The gate of fate has been opened-Crusader, library, control, machinery, mysticism will be the new growth system for human development.

Human praise is a praise of courage! The knights who marched forward galloped in the world ruled by the ancient kings and regained the freedom belonging to humankind.

Zhou Heng fell into a lower-dimensional world, fortunately, his essence remained that of a higher being.

In the world of gods and spirits, he reshaped the mythos and became the First God.

In the world of horror and dread, he scattered the mists of despair and became the light of hope.

In the world of wizards, he pursued truth, until he became truth itself.

In the world of cultivation, he glimpsed the Great Dao and forged his own true path.

...

And when he returned to the higher dimensions, he realized, he had already become a miracle incarnate.

He broke through the boundaries of dimension, ascending into true eternity and immortality.

【This book once caused the Tianya Community's reply function to crash, becoming the strongest post in Tianya's history.】

Medical practice can save lives; corpse clothing can defy the heavens.

It's said that Hua Tuo's "Medical Practice Scripture" can save people's lives, and Li Bowen's "Corpse Clothing Scripture" can ward off evil spirits and the protect against the heavens......

The 13th year of the Jian'an era (208 A.D.), night, torrential downpour, Xuchang City's northern death row prison.

Under the light of a flickering oil lamp, a thin, old man with a white beard handed a cloth bundle to the jailor, whispering softly, "This can save lives!" The jailor quietly tucked it away.

A thousand and seven hundred years later, a traveler arrived at the shrine of Hua Tuo in Jiangsu County. A couplet was written on the gate:

"The physician who sliced open stomachs truly opened a new path for medicine; yet who could have known a jailer's incompetence would consign the book to flames?

The scholar who valued his integrity disdained serving under a ruthless leader; it is a pity that a historian’s falsification slandered his avoidance for a thousand autumns."

It speaks of how the Three Kingdom's divine physician Hua Tuo entrusted his life's work, the "Medical Practice Scripture," to a jailor on the night before his death. However, the man was too afraid to accept it. Hua Tuo could only burn his work in desperation, causing the medical scripture to be lost forever, a tragedy that can still evoke sighs of regret.

Over the long passage of time, with seas turning into mulberry fields, this event has long faded into the dust of history.

In the late autumn of 1975, at the foot of Nanshan Mountain in Wuyuan County, Jiangxi Province, a crowd of villagers gathered beneath a tall, old locust tree, all gazing up at a notice pasted on its trunk...

In the celestial empire, during the ninth year of the Mandate of Heaven,

Chaos reigns across the land, and the people suffer.

The royal governance collapses, and western barbarians with their pantheon of gods invade.

New warlords arise, claiming territories; the Taiping rebels wreak havoc, leading to widespread misery.

Calamities like floods, droughts, earthquakes, sandstorms, tornadoes, acid rain, blood moons, and meteor falls occur in succession.

Countless demons roam, strange beings thrive, spirits mingle with the inexplicable, and mysterious phenomena arise.

In these dark and tumultuous times, Tao Qian opens his eyes to find himself about to be beheaded at the vegetable market...

The world is destroyed, the era is restarted, and the survival qualification called the lord is issued to everyone.

Territories, heroes, arms, treasures, resources, all the servers achieved by thousands of continents are open.

Qin Muye looked at his own panel like a cannon fodder, with a broken suffix, and he was rather weeping without tears.

There is no god-level talent, no hidden hints, and no anti-sky career.

“If that’s the case, then there is only one way to live.”