【High-level martial arts + cosmic backdrop + system panel + no romance + ruthless + non-cliché power fantasy】

“Li Qingshan, Mizong Step usually takes at least two years to master... What? You achieved mastery in a month?”

“Nine Heavens Thunderwind Blade is an A-rank martial art. It’s extremely difficult to even begin—it requires both Thunderclap Blade and Shadowwind Blade to be fully mastered as prerequisites... Wait, you've already started practicing it?”

“Body Tempering Stage Ten only allows movement speed of 50 m/s and maximum punching force of 10 tons. Li Qingshan, how do you dare fight a mech one-on-one? …You’ve already won?”

“Li Qingshan, your talent is unparalleled—but your cultivation time is far too short. There’s no need to go head-to-head with those ancient eldritch gods!”

“Talent? You’re wrong. I never had talent. Every bit of my strength comes from relentless cultivation, one step at a time.”

Li Qingshan sat cross-legged beneath the starry sky, gazing calmly at the swarm of ancient evil gods sweeping in from beyond the galaxy.

“You come from time immemorial... but can you withstand my cultivation of millions of years?”

He closed his eyes.

Within the Martial Dao Space, he devoted millions of years to training, untouched by fatigue.

When he opened them again, his cold gaze cut across the stars...

In an era of interstellar expansion, alien beasts rampage and ancient evil gods loom.

Martial arts has sparked a new evolutionary craze. Mechs and battleships dominate the cosmos, but individual power and collective intellect shine side by side.

Li Qingshan traversed into this world, bringing with him a system panel:

Any technique or skill can be recorded.

No comprehension needed.

No talent required.

No bottlenecks.

As long as he works hard, he gets stronger. Once proven, always proven.

He also possesses a Martial Dao Space, where:

Time is accelerated

Stamina is unlimited

Cultivation never stops

When the game merges with reality, humans enter the era of job transfer.

Monsters are rampant, various secret dungeons emerge one after another, and opportunities are hidden in risks. Only by constantly becoming stronger can you reach the top of the world.

Muchen, who traveled through time, changed his job to become a hidden professional necromancer of all categories. His powerful ability allowed him to form an undead army.

Others are still struggling to find teammates.

Muchen: Undead army, charge!

Looking at the dense skeleton army, not only the monsters, but even the big guys of humans are numb. Is it too late to hug their thighs now?