Bai Mo, you evil bastard!

“Only the weakling will care about race and lineage, that’s because they need to see something that is similar to themselves to feel safe. And they need to use another life to continue their dreams; But the sun doesn’t need another sun, and the eternal one doesn’t need another to realize his own dreams.”

A story of a lone seeker constantly searching for a way forward.

The treacherous streets of Gotham, a palace buried deep beneath the sea, an eerie, forgotten castle…

When Luo Xiu stepped into this infinite world of madness and desire, the gears of fate behind him began to turn.

Twisted cravings. Hypocritical masks. Shattered souls in need of repair.

The deeper Luo Xiu delved, the more he gained—and the more the sickness within him began to fade.

And at that moment, it felt as if Luo Xiu had finally become… the real Luo Xiu.

An exciting journey through endless worlds?

No.

This is the Devil’s Infinite Game.

An Immortal does not differentiate between good and evil, nor do they care about the distinction between black and white. They do not ask what is right or wrong, and consider all living things as dogs. In spite of everything, Immortals pursue the Dao with bitter resolve.

Any being who disturbs my Dao, good or evil, will be forced to meet their karma, reduced to nothing more than ashes.

Deception, betrayal, collusion, lies, marriage, are all tools.

War, friendship, honor, faith, hatred, are all for profit.

The evil king led his soldiers to destroy one country after another .

But before becoming the king, Shen Ming, who just traveled through time, still has many things to do.

For example, kill his brother and father and become the new generation of Earl Haines.

“Mortals can also become immortals”

A white-haired old man looked at a young man in front of him and gently stroked the boy's head. The boy lay on the ground with his eyes closed, his body trembling and his expression excited.

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!

Group number: 212195366. A generation of Demon Emperor was reborn in another body. Because the times have changed and the demonic path has declined, he reappeared in the world as the young master of the Han family. Then, he talked about benevolence and morality, but secretly did devilish things that brought disaster to the people... Killing fellow disciples, taking blood to practice martial arts, and then putting all the blame on innocent people. These are just commonplace. After understanding the pattern of this era, he stretched his hands to a larger chessboard! A disaster that the world sees as a disaster, but in his eyes, it is a once-in-a-lifetime demonic disaster that is slowly brewing...