[Non-fantastic article] [No system] [Ordinary people] [Can fight and survive] [Six thousand updates a day] [Elite troops route] Refining the strongest corpse puppet, trampling the most crazy immortal!
Chu Ye, a five-element waste of spiritual roots, suffered from contempt and lived in the world.
Until he got the ancient evil cultivation method "Nine Nether Corpse Emperor Sutra" because of the family heirloom jade.
Refining corpses as soldiers, controlling puppets into formations!
Those who bullied me in the past are now all corpse slaves under my feet!
When the immortal gates of the heavens besieged and came, Chu Ye sneered and waved his hand.
In an instant, millions of corpse puppets, evil spirits swallowed the sky!
Who said that waste spiritual roots can't become a master?
I use the corpse way to suppress the eternity!
[Longevity Dao Fruit + Krypton Life Practice, directly take off, no pressure on cultivation, decisive killing, no female protagonist]
Bi Changsheng traveled through time mysteriously and obtained the immortality fruit, which allows him to enjoy endless life.
Unfortunately, there is no way to protect the way, and what is even more fatal is that the body he wears is a natural invincible body and cannot be cultivated.
This also led Bi Changsheng to an alternative path of cultivation.
"Burning Body Technique, consume ten years of life to improve your cultivation!"
"The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique consumes a hundred years of lifespan to improve your cultivation!"
……
Bi Changsheng said it was just a bug, and he was good at it.
p1. I stopped updating for a long time due to health reasons, but now I have resumed normal updates and will do my best to ensure that the book is completed.
p2. During the break, I made some changes to the previous chapters and deleted about 200,000 words, but the main storyline remains unchanged and will not affect subsequent reading. Interested book friends can also read it again.
When his parents' blood turned cold in the cracks of the bluestone, Li Feng understood: If you want to live, you have to be dirtier than evil people and more despicable than mud!
Kneeling and licking the Black Tiger Gang? Voluntarily practicing the life-shortening Five Poison Palm? Using his subordinates as sacrifices? Selling his affectionate Taoist partner to be used as a furnace? As long as he can climb up, he won't blink an eye!
The body is exhausted? Turned into a corpse! The soul is on the verge of collapse? Ten thousand ghosts are imprisoned in the body! The power is complicated and difficult to control? Bet your life on the unity of body and soul!
From then on, the black market had an extra walking taboo, with corpses as coffins and ghosts as servants, and wherever the blood mist of the underworld passed, the souls of all living beings became nutrients!
> When he sat in the false god realm formed by the swallowing of the blessed land, fishing for a thousand years... what he was fishing for was no longer fish.
(From a maggot in the mud to a great evil being that eclipses the heavens and the earth!)
A sentient demonic sword drifts from master to master, offering power at a price. Some wielders rise, others fall—but all leave their mark on the blade. It grows stronger with each bond, shaping and shattering destinies across a blood-soaked world. This is not a story of good or evil—only the will of the sword.
[Lighthearted Comedy + Single Heroine]
A pair of Fertility Spirit Rings , two people, one an empress and the other a genius. When their child is born, it will undoubtedly be a divine infant unmatched under the heavens. However, the chances of them “hitting the jackpot” are incredibly slim…
Cultivate True Qi. Build the Foundation. Emerge as a Yin Spirit.
The Left-Hand Path is treacherous, one refines baleful energy, defiles the divine soul, and seeks fleeting freedom.
The path of the unorthodox is harsh, one must avoid earthfire, dodge astral winds, and survive to birth a Yang Spirit.
Now reborn, the Unorthodox Daoist returns.
In this life, I shall establish my own Dao lineage, forge my own Dao artifacts, and suppress all beneath Heaven.
Lin Feng transmigrated into the cultivation world and kept a low profile for six thousand years. Using various disguises, he left behind countless legends and even enjoyed a few romantic encounters.
Until one day, his diary was discovered.
Only then did the cultivation world realize that there had been such a hidden schemer among them all along. As his diary was revealed, so too were the world’s secrets.
[The taste of the Jade Pool Saintess is really something, hehe!]
[Who could have imagined that the Empress of the Immortal Dynasty had such a delicate and captivating side?]
[Today, I discovered some secrets about this world.]
[Getting tired of the name ‘Desolate Heaven Emperor’—starting tomorrow, I’ll switch aliases!]
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…
Only the cultivators can represent the truth under this dark, starry sky! They are still regarded and celebrated by mortals, no matter how selfish and shameless they are!
It’s the story of a demonic cultivator who is willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of immortality.
A thousand years of impermanence, killing endlessly. Fame is the same as dirt, disdaining the ridicule of the virtuous.
His sword cuts through iron and kills people when he’s furious. While consuming his share of wine, he laughed at ghosts and gods.
Killing and fighting on earth and in heaven, terrifying the underworld. The act of killing one is a crime, but the act of slaughtering ten thousand is heroism.
You are a hero among heroes if you have slaughtered nine million people!
Seeing through a thousand years of benevolence and righteousness, but let this life display the majestic wind. There is no love for my name, no condemnation in my heart for having killed a million people!
Above the Nine Heavens, there exist supreme deities, suppressing all the heavens and myriad realms, receiving the worship of all living beings. There are primeval mad demons who once chased the zenith of the firmament, seeking to annihilate the sun, moon, and the cycle of reincarnation.
Yang Xiu, an abandoned son of his clan, suffered a cruel betrayal: his martial veins were stolen, and he was reduced to a cripple! Yet, as long as a single breath remained, his martial intent would not be extinguished! The youth chose to enter the demonic path, inheriting the will of an undying Demon God!
With the gods of all heavens as his nourishment and the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Art as his legacy, he wields an invincible sword to sweep across all heavens and myriad realms, vowing to stand peerless and proud against the vast sky!
To be a demon is to be unbridled; to be invincible is to be brazenly arrogant!
High upon the Nine Heavens, a black-robed young man stood, sword in hand, gazing upon the assembled deities:
'I possess an invincible sword; any god who refuses to bow shall be sent to meet their doom.'