An otaku accidentally traversed while playing a dark 18 banned-cultivation galgame, and he brought this game panel called “Cthulhu Cultivation” with him…

The cultivation of Cthulhu requires him to go to the dungeons of the heavens to complete the dark missions and achieve daily evil events.

“Criminal event triggered: adoption of orphan Lin Yunyun.”

“Lin Yunyun? Orphan? Pharaoh, find someone to knock Lin Yunyun that dead ghost father to death! Hurry up, I’m in a hurry!”

This is a story of an ambitious otaku. Under the “persecution” of portable games, Mei Zizi embarked on the path of evil (human) god (scum).

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 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?

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.

[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!

"When the four great continents collapse and the heavens fall, I shall ascend to the Heavenly Realm of Mount Ling and take command of the Thunderous Voice."

Ji Yuannian stood in silence upon a lotus seat of ten thousand leaves, clad in pristine white Buddhist robes. His jet-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, eyes cold and distant as he gazed toward the far western horizon, where the vast and mist-veiled Mount Sumeru loomed.

...

Wherever paths cross, there are only immortals or cultivators—seated in stillness, preaching the Yellow Court Scripture.

And so, the story begins...

In Beiju Luzhou.