[World-Hopping • System • Martial Arts • Demons & Monsters • No Romance • No Saint]
(this book is dark, please avoid it) (Please note that the protagonist of this book is not a mindless killer)
In a world where demons rule and twisted horrors block every path forward, humanity has been pushed to the brink, some have even chosen to become livestock for monsters just to survive.
Zhang Xuan crosses into this nightmare realm with one simple goal: to live.
But in an era where the heavens are silent and human life is worth less than grass, survival means strength, and strength comes at a price.
Now, he has only one rule:
Anyone who stands in the way of his growth... must die.
In the old Jing dynasty, evil spirits and monsters were rampant, Xuan Qingwei was set up to supervise the world, hoe the evil, punish evil and help the way.
Shen Hao crossed here, and it took four years to climb from an ordinary soldier in Xuanqingwei to the position of Xiaoqi, but it was almost impossible to go further based on his background.
One day, he suddenly discovered that there was a dragon in his body, an ancestor of ten thousand dragons who feed on souls and immortals! Whenever the enemy was killed, the dragon would jump out to induce him to swallow the opponent’s soul or demon core evil core, and even his cultivation base began to rush forward.
……
Shen Hao: I’m just handling a case, how come I’m invincible?
The human mind and soul are connected. The growth of negative emotions can cause the soul to mutate, preventing it from reincarnating in the Hell, but instead remaining in the human world, transforming into a vicious ghost and causing harm to the world. Zhang Chen, a student from Jinxi County, accidentally gained the power of a prison envoy. He can devour ghosts, gaining their strength and abilities, and continuously evolving his physical body. However, with greater power comes a more terrifying world...
When I was ten years old, I lost one of my souls. My grandmother tried to call back my soul, but she called back a horrible thing that almost took my life!
In the morning, he was a Qi refiner for Kunlun, and in the evening he returned to Shushan to be a sword immortal.
I stole 3,000 methods from Penglai, and no one could tell me that I was a loyal traitor.
There are ten thousand avenues in this world, all leading to longevity.
Ordinary people only take one and go, but I was forced to take all of them.
Don’t ask, ask is time management!
In this cruel poisonous insect breeding farm, it's either you or I die.
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...
Qi Condensation. Foundation Establishment. Core Formation. In the current world, only these three realms are known to be achievable. Nascent Soul is but a legend and the realms above it lost to the the long river of time. The modern era is known as Cultivation Civilization, a balance of power and civility, excess and moderation. While cultivation remains a secret practice, it has long since exposed itself to the mundane world, quietly intertwined with each facet of society. While the world appears to be at peace, what lies underneath is a conflict between human, cultivator, and demon, brewing for ages and waiting to implode. Yet in the wake of humanity’s rapid industrialization, qi—and consequently cultivation—is dying.
Besieged on all sides by demon and human, Xu Yangyi, our protagonist, strives to reach the apex, armed only with esoteric knowledge and his cool pragmatism, and to avenge the unjust deaths of both his parents. Embroiled in conspiracy and with adversity waiting at each turn, he is undeterred in his conquest to seek the Grand Dao and break free of this world’s shackles, claiming his title as the pioneer of an era!
[Through the Book][Han Li][Magic Bottle][Hot Blood][Group Portrait][Villain Counterattack][Sequential Evolution][Mutated Spiritual Root][Decisive Killing]
> The first thing I did after becoming Mo Juren: destroy Zhang Tie’s puppet and snatch Han Li’s opportunity!
> I didn't find the little green bottle under the cliff, but I dug out a rusty magic bottle——
> From then on, the style of painting suddenly changed:
> Poison creates a phantom killer, waste elixir becomes a mountain god, and lightning strike activates the fairyland in the bottle!
Han Li cultivated for a hundred years to become an immortal. Mo Yuan smiled and touched Sequence 101: "Be good, carry me to chop down the Heavenly Dao."
> When the ultimate sequence [Zero Gun] penetrates the sky——
> The gods and Buddhas in heaven were shocked to realize: This villain had already transformed himself into the Supreme God!
Place of Birth: Bone Sea Identity: Skeleton… In the next moment, Yun Ming, still in a daze, was swept into the battlefield. Thus, a bewildered gray bone was ruthlessly hijacked by fate. What kind of unknowns will he face?
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The world swam into focus through a haze of gray-white mist, the only sound a persistent, dry crackling in unseen ears. Yun Ming’s consciousness flickered, slowly anchoring itself to a body lying flat on… bones. Countless bones, forming a desolate, shifting landscape beneath him. He tried to sit up, but agony exploded through his frame, sharp and absolute. Looking down, he saw not flesh, but gray-white ribs. Above, slender leg bones stretched where his own should be.
“I… am a skeleton?” The thought echoed in the hollow cavity of his skull, a silent scream of disbelief swallowed by the oppressive mist. Around him, other skeletal figures stirred, mindless automatons rising from the osseous sea, only for some to suddenly collapse, scattering back into the landscape like brittle twigs. Death was palpable here, a constant presence reinforced by the chilling whispers of disintegration.
A voice, alien yet intimate, suddenly bloomed within his mind, urging him forward, into the unknown grayness. With excruciating effort, fueled by a primal fear and a dawning, terrifying awareness, Yun Ming forced his fragile new body upright. This was the Bone Sea. This was his new, horrifying beginning. And in this realm of endless death, survival was the only imperative. His journey, fraught with pain and the constant threat of dissolution, had just begun.