[No heroine]

Taoist friends, you and I are both in the devil's way. Why don't you enter the same view? Immortal cultivation and true cultivation are all fake! Only interests always come first! Heaven and earth are all sources of blood! Heaven and earth kill first! ...This is a wonderful world. All things in heaven and earth are transformed in to qi. Everyone will awaken their own qi after being enlightened at the age of sixteen. Some people have the bottom of their qualifications and can only be reduced to slaves for the rest of their lives. Some people are born with sword spirit and become the contemporary holy son of the Sword King Sect. When someone awakens, the Buddha shines in the sky and is designated as the next generation of Buddha by the Bodhi Temple.

Ning Yong was born with low talent. In his previous life, he was drifted for hundreds of years and finally entered the devil's path. When he accidentally got the opportunity to be reborn at a young age. He is still poor in this life, but he is not as panicked as in the previous life. Ning Yong smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter. Let's see the birth of a demon giant...”

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

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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.

They say humans are the essence of heaven and earth.

So, shouldn’t our cultivation as a demonic sect be the refinement of essence into qi? This is the true righteous path!

Li Mo accidentally crossed into a world of immortal cultivation and became a demonic cultivator. But fate played its cruel hand—he was struck by the Blood Shadow Curse, destined to become a sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, a pawn in the Sea of Blood Formation, and forever an accomplice of evil.

Just as despair loomed, Li Mo stumbled into a bizarre, apocalyptic world.

A world where demons surged like endless tides, cities floated like lone boats adrift in a blood-red sea, and unending horrors lurked everywhere:

the cursed Skinning City,

the eternal Weeping Blood Spring,

the parasitic Nuo Mask Opera,

and the ominous disasters of the Red and White Wedding Dresses.

To righteous cultivators, this was a nightmare.

To Li Mo, it was paradise—an endless trove of supreme materials that demonic cultivators could only dream of.

At that moment, he felt as if he had truly ascended to heaven.

Years later, besieged on all sides by the so-called righteous sects, Li Mo finally came to understand…