Create the future in nothingness, find the truth in dreams, travel across the heavens, practice the laws of all worlds, understand the endless way, refine the false and return it to the true, and achieve eternal immortality.

(Extremely brutal. Wise ladies beware!)

No heroine | No mercy | Only blood and evolution

Dark flow | Decisive killing | Dual-cultivation of superpower and mutation | Doomsday domination

Five hundred years after the apocalypse, the world drowned in blood.

He was born in it.

Ling Chen, codename: Blood Shura, was the ultimate mutant—wielding blood as a blade, slaughtering his way to freedom.

For five centuries, he carved his legend in corpses and silence.

Until the day he fought for the mythical artifact known as the Time Dial.

Betrayed. Surrounded. Dying.

And then—time rewound.

The dial activated… and sent him back.

Back to the day before the resurgence of spiritual energy.

This time, he awakened two monstrous gifts:

☑ Blood Manipulation

☑ Flesh Evolution

A one-in-a-million superpowered mutant—again.

Faced with the collision of three factions—humans, orcs, and mutant beasts—he chose the darkest path:

Remain within humanity, but evolve as a mutant, through devouring, slaughter, and unrelenting power.

In this life, Ling Chen has three goals:

✔ Slaughter every enemy from his past life—before they even rise.

✔ Collect all ancient artifacts—and unearth the ultimate secret of the spiritual resurgence.

✔ Ascend the apex of the apocalypse—and crush the world under absolute power.

No romance. No redemption. Just carnage.

In this world, killing is freedom. Blood is truth. Evolution is law.

I am a stranger from another country, and I have no intention of becoming a fairy.

...

After 20 years of cultivating Taoism in the deep mountains, the master asked Song You to go down the mountain to see demons and ghosts, all kinds of life, to visit famous mountains and rivers, and legendary immortals, saying that that is the real practice.

Unexpectedly, traveling all over the country, the fairy is actually myself.

[Dark Fantasy] [Demonic Cultivation] [Selfish & Ruthless] [Decisive Killer] [Intelligent MC] [No Saint-like Behavior] [No Female Lead]

“Blood Demon, hand over the fragments of the Immortal Realm!”

A crimson light fell silently through the night…

— One hundred years later —

“Blood Demon, are you truly going to abandon me, Cang Yun?!”

“Where could you even go?!”

“So what?”

“What do your lives have to do with me?!”

In the Sea of Demon Cultivation—

“Kneel and call me Patriarch… and you may live.”

“A so-called Patriarch… is simply the butcher who outlived the rest.”

Cultivation Realms:

Qi Condensation → Foundation Building → Golden Core → Nascent Soul → Soul Transformation → Void Return → Integration → Mahayana → Tribulation Crossing

Spiritual energy revives, worlds pile up, all things grow stronger, hundreds of races invade.

Su Miao was reborn as a drop of water.

As long as you devour it, you can gain skills.

As long as you penetrate, you can seize the spiritual energy.

As long as you enslave them, you can gain subordinates.

......

Su Miao embarked on a journey of upgrading, evolving and dominating the world.

The rivers and lakes carry wine with swords, the waist is slender and the palm is light.

The young man carried a long knife on his shoulder, and hung wine on his waist, striding forward, but the rivers and lakes in his heart were vaguely visible.

Turning a page in the book of troubled times, the rivers and lakes have been raining nightly for decades.

Looking back suddenly, the world has been shattered.

[Decisive and Ruthless] · [Profit Above All] · [No Female Lead] · [Villainous Protagonist] · [Not Invincible]

“Immortality is bait, let the world’s heroes fight to the death for it.”

When the ancient scripture resurfaces, chaos erupts across the land. Kingdoms fall, alliances shatter, and ambition floods the world like wildfire.

The sages claimed that immortality was a dead end, an unreachable dream.

But I saw hope in the ashes of despair.

I will carve my own path toward eternal life, a path that belongs to me alone.

And even if it ends in death, I will have no regrets.

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?

***

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.