Primordial] + [Goddess] + [Taboo] + [Mastermind] + [Evil God] + [Devouring the Heavens] + [Struggle for Hegemony]

The universe is a shimmering expanse of heaven and earth, a primordial universe!

Ancient, vast, originating, boundless, limitless—this is the Primordial!

Here, the forbidden evil god roars, shattering billions of galaxies, while endless celestial light radiates through the ages. The

celestial constellations blaze with endless starlight, and boundless sacred mountains perch across the boundless earth.

Emperor Hao journeyed through the dawn of the Primordial World, becoming the ancestor of the Ferocious Beast Clan, the first Ferocious Beast of the Primordial World. He

forged an eternal plan, forging the supreme divine clan, and the glory of the Ferocious Beast Clan endures forever!

He is the Lord of Taboos, the ancestor of the Ferocious Beasts, and the supreme Ferocious God and Taboo. He is the greatest mastermind behind all the heavens and worlds, the creator of the Primordial...

【Great Desolation】【Rise of the Wu Tribe】【Non-Hegemony】【System Sacrifice】

Zhou Ming transmigrated into the Great Desolation and became the leader of the Wu Tribe. With memories of the future, he was well aware of how disastrous the Lich Calamity would be.

System? It was refined by the Great God Pangu right at the start — leaving behind only a core essence.

Looking at the twelve future infamous Ancestral Witches standing before him, Wu Ming declared:

“Fight for dominance? Not even a dog would do that!”

“Brothers, listen to me — fighting and killing leads nowhere. Why not accumulate virtue and cultivate laws? Isn’t that the real fragrance?”

And so, the entire tone of the Great Desolation began to shift.

The demon race established the Heavenly Court, their momentum overwhelming — while the Wu Tribe quietly cleaned the earth’s lethal aura.

The Three Purities preached the Dao, purple energy rising in the east — while the Wu Tribe silently reorganized the chaotic leylines.

Powerful cultivators battled over treasures, blood flowing like rivers — while the Wu Tribe... quietly racked up more merit!

Di Jun: “What’s wrong with these Wu people…”

A wisp of soul transmigrated into the Primordial Era, becoming an exceptional innate spiritual root—the Phoenix Tree.

Its root is extraordinary, not weaker than innate divine roots, and it is complemented by Yuan Feng.

However, it is already difficult for an exceptional innate spiritual root to gain consciousness, and transforming into a humanoid form is something the Dao does not tolerate.

Just as Qingwu was about to be struck by a heavenly tribulation lightning to erase its consciousness during transformation, Yuan Feng used its own fortune to guarantee Qingwu, allowing the transformation to succeed.

Since then, Qingwu owes Yuan Feng a great karmic debt and is thoroughly bound to it.

Without any system or external help, Qingwu does not dare to dream of dominating the Primordial Era, defeating Hongjun, or trampling the Three Pure Ones.

Qingwu only wishes to cultivate steadily, complementing Yuan Feng, and together ascend the Dao...

Ye Qingzhou traveled to the world of immortal cultivation and became a silkworm farmer of his family branch. At the beginning, all the mulberry leaves in the spiritual mulberry forest disappeared mysteriously. Fortunately, he awakened to the druid profession. From then on, he farmed and raised flowers, contracted spiritual beasts, built a sanctuary, and watched the ups and downs of the world.

[Primitive World + No System + No Conspiracy Theory]

A wisp of purple air inexplicably traveled to the chaotic Pangu creation period and combined with the Twelve-Rank Pure World White Lotus, and threw itself into the sea of blood and became Taichu Taoist, the younger brother of Minghe, the lord of the sea of blood.

At the beginning, Taichu just wanted to change the Blood Sea's title as the garbage can of the prehistoric world. However, at some point, many creatures in the prehistoric world began to regard the Blood Sea as a holy place, and even saints would stare at the Blood Sea from time to time.

Taichu also unknowingly discovered that life in the ancient times was not as simple as he thought. Even saints were stuck in the quagmire without knowing it.

He felt that the entire primitive world was filled with endless mysteries.

Is Hongjun the mastermind behind the destruction of the ancient world as later conspiracy theorists believe, or is he a flawless saint?

And what is the truth behind the saint's destruction of the wilderness during the Battle of the Gods?

Did Pangu really fall? What was the real reason for the creation of the primitive world?

Taichu felt that this ancient world was full of countless mysteries, and what choice should Taichu make when all the mysteries were revealed.

[No system] + [No heroine] + [Not invincible in the early stage] + [Build your own faction]

An unknown loophole in the long river of time brought Chen Yun, who was in the late stage of cancer, to this bizarre world.

He was unable to practice, yet he was standing at the end of practice from the very beginning.

During that strange journey, the ultimate mutation of the cancer cells in his body actually gave him immortality!

"Longevity does not mean immortality. I want to live on."

Thus, the "cancer" of this world began its journey of self-reliance...

(Many works with millions of words have been completed, please feel free to read.)

Luo Lin is a rare cultivator in modern society.

Due to an accident, his soul traveled to a magical world and became an unborn fetus.

His father is the king, his mother is the princess, and his grandfather is the vice president of the Magic and Martial Arts Academy.

In this life, Luo Lin will start practicing Taoism from his mother's womb, lay a solid foundation for himself as an immortal, and steadily improve his strength to dominate the magic world!

In this year, Ji Jingqiu was sixteen years old.

To survive, he meditated upon the Inferno of the Burning House and planted a sacred Bodhi tree, thus embarking on the path of martial cultivation.

Many years later—

A brilliant radiance suddenly rose, illuminating endless darkness.

A towering ancient tree stood verdant and majestic, its canopy vast like an umbrella. Glazed divine light soared into the heavens, supporting a sacred land of a divine kingdom, spanning across countless eons, illuminating the Three Realms and the Ten Directions.

On this day,

All those who practiced martial arts looked up,

like mayflies gazing upon the sky.

…

"Within me grows a Bodhi tree—personally planted when I first set foot on the martial path. Now, it stands vast and towering."

"I have witnessed all that exists in this world—there is none like me."

"That year, I pored over the annals of history. There were no years recorded in those texts, yet as I read them over and over, I saw eight words—

‘The storms of the world, all rise from our generation.’"

…

—Excerpt from The Martial Sun of This Era: The Autobiography of Ji Jingqiu.

[No system][No heroine][Traditional primitive][Non-conspiracy theory][Lean towards Gou Daoliu][Lean towards group portrait]

A wisp of ghost soul traveled through the primitive times and took shape in the Yuanzhou of the three islands and ten continents, taking the form of a body with the innate water origin.

The first calamity of the dragon and the phoenix has passed, Hongjun has not yet become a saint, and the overall situation is undecided. I wonder if I can compete for the sainthood?

In order to survive in this cruel wilderness, he practiced hard to cultivate his magical powers, planned everything before doing, and was not easily affected by cause and effect. However, this wilderness was a little different from what he had imagined?

Is it true that the ancient world is full of magical treasures?

Does Yuanshi Tianzun really look down on those with scales and horns?

Is Zhunti really a shameless person?

One thought changes the sea, one dream cleanses the eternity!

Yan Ming is reborn to cover the sky, and becomes the Holy Spirit of Fire in the Holy Cliff of Beidou - the Three-legged Ancient Golden Crow. He

enlightens his mind and nature with the way of dreams, and rises in the era of great contention.

All the strong rise up, and the blood of thousands of people blends. At the end, a crow cries, and the emperor falls.

The ancient golden crow is fully developed, and a period of invincibility begins, covering the sky with a snap of a finger.

Although he has become an emperor with a holy body, he is ultimately no match for the spirit of the sun. !

"The Golden Crow is too strong, and it has taken away the glory that the emperor should have!"

As if it were a reincarnation, many people privately discussed and felt sorry for the holy body.

It is not a good thing for an emperor to be in the same life with Yan Ming, because he is too strong.

"Perhaps, he can be called the strongest holy spirit in history!"

Looking at the fairy bell in front of him, the old emperor of the Immortal Mountain sighed...

Crossing the old golden crow, carrying the fate of the ancient golden crow with the holy body, this is the road of proof that belongs only to Yan Ming!