The river of history has undergone an unknown transformation, sinking into a reflection of the present. Ancient Celestial Beings have resurrected from the past, pursuing forbidden secrets. Their mighty powers use time as a chessboard, all living beings as pieces, forging a plan for eternity.

Familiar legends, folkloric ghosts, and even once-admired heroes have been distorted and transformed into strange creatures that have sunk into the abyss of the past.

Once-wise and mighty emperors have become evil dragons, hovering over their empires, using their aging and massive bodies to crave the fruit of immortality, their ambergris transformed into demons that devour the common people.

Heroes fallen in battle, illuminated by candlelight, resurrected from a mountain of corpses, establishing the Corpse Reincarnation Royal Court

. By the banks of the Red River, an ancient transmigrator sighs at the moon.

The Horse-Faced Silkworm Lady, the Star Tai Sui, the ancient Heavenly Court, the Silver Dynasty... countless realms of disease vie for passage beyond the present.

Only those who travel through history can reverse the flow of time, excise the transformation, and extract historical skills and relics from the river of history. Even worse, they can usurp the achievements of the most ancient heroes and etch their own legacy into the past.

After resigning and returning home, Jiang Yan accidentally stumbles upon a Rice God of Wealth ritual and overhears the lamentations of the River of History. This awakens his historical talent: the embryo of the Dark Mother Goddess, nurturing countless offspring. Transmuting all disease into nourishment, she nurtures spiritual pets, abilities, memories, rules, and other "offspring" under her control.

From the Corpse Reincarnation Court, he nurtures the Corpse Reincarnation Phoenix; from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he nurtures the God of Peace...

Gazing at the decaying River of History, Jiang Yan sighs,

"If I could transform history into nourishment, perhaps I could truly nurture a..."

"Forbidden Immortal God!"

[Multiple Heroines + Various Shura Fields + Urban Emotional Push-and-Pull]

Professional "actor" Jiang Qiao is forced to make a comeback in the industry.

But from the moment he signs with his new boss, his life descends into chaos...

He Hongyue: "How long would it take to make a woman, troubled by love, fall for you?"

Jiang Qiao: "Three days! Just three days!"

Wen Huaixiang: "Then control yourself, and don’t get too deep into the role."

Jiang Qiao: "Don’t worry, I’m very professional."

Ye Qingqing: "Tell me! Did you...do that while looking at my photo...?"

Jiang Qiao: "That thing? What thing?"

Qing Ning: "It’s not like you’re begging me to coax you every day...like before..."

Jiang Qiao: "Stop! Just stop right there!"

Tang Guo: "Relax! When I’m holding a scalpel, my hand..."

[A Song of Ice and Fire, Game of Thrones fan fiction. System panel, farming, low magic, easy. ]

After traveling through time and space and becoming a discriminated bastard in the North, Arthur Snow found that he still had a Three Kingdoms system panel.

The trick card [Peach Garden Oath] allows him to grow peach trees in the cold environment of the North.

The equipment card [Absolute Shadow] allows his pony to run faster.

The basic card [Peach] allows him to have a strong physique that ordinary people don't have.

......

After many years, Arthur Snow, who sat on the Iron Throne, recalled the ups and downs along the way and sighed: "It is not a shame to be born in a humble family. Only a man who can bend and stretch can be a man."

[Mount and Blade + System + Cold Weapon + Semi-Villain + Cruel and Merciless]

Hod traveled through time and space to an era similar to the Middle Ages.

Here, bandits are rampant, lords and kings are fighting each other, and everyone is fighting for their own interests.

The only thing Hood can rely on is the system that accompanied him through the journey.

"System, recruit robbers."

Once here, it is natural to move towards a wealthy family and become one of those few people. However, what He Jiahao wants to say most is, ‘rich family, here I come,’ and his exciting life is about to begin.

Emperors and generals, world-shaking achievements;

Scholars and wanderers, writings eternal through the ages;

Luxurious carriages, peerless beauties, heroic spirit…

I ask only one thing: Can one attain immortality?

This is the story of a man who traversed into an ancient era of declining dharma, seeking the path to eternal life.

Time flies, years pass; through corpse liberation and transcendence, he strives to remain in the world—undying and everlasting.

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.

These are desperate times.

The universe is broken, the sun disappears, the earth is at stake, and the remaining human beings are fighting frantically for a small number of survival places.

“They fled! They fled with all the resources!”

“We… have no hope.”

“Goodbye, world!”

…

Just when the order was about to collapse, someone suddenly opened the door to the subspace: “Everyone, hope has not disappeared, our journey should be the sea of ​​stars!”