He is an undead who is devoid of all humanity, he is the one and only supreme overlord, he is a man who has severe mysophobia.

There are many people who try to act cool in front of him, whatever soldier king, assassin, system user, transmigrator, reincarnator, the strong returning, the strong coming down from the mountain, person coming back from the immortal world, reincarnation of the devil king, immortal emperor possessing someone’s body, and so on, all of them do not know what will happen next.

Untolerated by heaven, a boy was restricted by the most powerful spell.

He accidentally acquired a painting inhabited by nine souls that claimed to be immortal.

Then, the legend of a strong young man who violated heavenly principles against the course of nature began.

A Mysterious continent, with many powerful sect and countless strong one. Juvenile Zhou Heng with a mysterious black broken sword, from the original stone town out into this world of war. Ascended the throne of the world with only a sword in hand.

A supreme expert in the Immortal World had died, and a strand of his soul returned to its original body on Earth. Tang Xiu discovered with amazement that ten thousand years passed in the Immortal World, yet only a single year passed on Earth.

Ruthlessly betrayed by his lover and trusted friends, Tang Xiu found that his soul went back to his previous body on Earth, and, despite he spent 10,000 years in the Immortal World, just a year has passed on Earth and many things have changed. Having an unsurpassed knowledge, Tang Xiu will protect his loved ones and go back to the Immortal World to take his revenge.

“Lady, your husband has fallen ill! It’s lovesickness and he’s terminally ill, it’s a disease with no cure. Please save him!”

“Someone come here and help him, your Lord has fallen sick, bring the silver needles!”

“Silver needles won’t work, only you can cure me my dear, your husband is lying in bed already.”

She was a ruthless doctor, after transmigrating into the body of a extreme waste, she endured and strived for an ambitious future,

“Out of the thousands of lives that were missing, the one thing she did not lack was a man!”

He was the black-bellied Emperor, an indifferent smile on his face, but hid the ruthlessness in his heart. He pinched off her peach blossoms one by one while he slowly untied his belt:

“Your husband alone makes up for ten of them, you’re welcome to personally inspect the goods!”

Xia Chen traveled through another world and just became the prince of the Daxia Dynasty. Before he could enjoy the royal treatment, he was sent to his ancestral land.

Just at this time, the punch card system was awakened.

Check in at the ancestral temple and get the strongest physique [Human Emperor Physique].

Check in at the altar and get “Dragon Elephant Conquering Demons”.

Check in the forbidden area and get the “Black Emperor Refinement Technique”.

Hungry like this, Xia Chen carried water, chopped wood, and punched cards every day for thirty years.

until one day.

System: Host, it’s been thirty years, it’s time for you to come out.

Xia Chen: No, it’s too dangerous outside, I’m not invincible yet, so I won’t go down the mountain.

System: MMP oh, the world’s largest demon was killed by you with one punch…

Three years and three years, in three years, the traversers from other people’s homes have long been called emperors and become the big ones among the big ones.

However, after three years, Zhang Qingyuan, with a broken proficiency panel that can be seen and cannot be added, is still only a small transparent among the tens of thousands of outer disciples of the Yunshui Sect.

The enemy hit your chest with a palm, your internal organs burst, you are dying, your body instantly recovers and becomes stronger.

You get up in the morning and hit the “Seven Injury Punch” again. All your internal organs are injured, and you become stronger again.

You eat an unknown poisonous weed, which is highly poisonous to your heart, and your body continues to grow stronger.

You jump off the crater, magma and fire poison instantly put you to death, you are not dead, you are swollen, and you think it’s really hard to want to die!

…

Bai Donglin: “All the harm done to me will only make me stronger!”

Lu Yiping was an ancient monk who witnessed the fall of countless powerful gods in the battle of the gods.

Since then, he has been living in seclusion in the ancient forest, practicing day and night, and vowing that he will not come out when he is not strong enough to fight the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth.

One era after another has passed.

A little snake next to him became the ancestor of the dragon clan.

A little girl he adopted became an invincible empress.

One of the swordsmen he pointed out became a sword god who was famous forever.

An old tree he planted at will became the patron saint of the strongest kingdom in history.

The years have changed the vicissitudes of life, one after another strong rises, and generations of strong grow old and perish.

Lu Yiping has been practicing his longevity arts in the deep mountains. Occasionally, he played the guqin, practiced painting, practiced swordsmanship, and looked at the various magical skills and great insights left by the countless gods who perished that year.

Finally, he had cultivated the Longevity Art to the last level, feeling that his strength could fight against the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, and then he walked out of the Sacred Forest.

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?