[No spiritual roots][Cultivating immortals by seizing the body][Cultivating immortals by a mortal][Villain][No heroine][Any means necessary][Cruel][Selfish][Hypocrisy][Non-travel][Slow pace]

(The protagonist is pure evil and cannot be washed away. We evil cultivators can eat it without worry, but kind-hearted Taoist friends please avoid it.)

Life is short, and we return to dust.

Why can immortals roam the world while mortals can only be frogs in the well!

Without spiritual roots, there is no hope of becoming an immortal, so I will use evil methods to become an immortal!

An evil method that allows mortals to acquire magical powers and a method of ghost cultivation that allows a mortal without spiritual roots to embark on the path of cultivating immortality!

There is not much difference between immortals, demons, ghosts and monsters in this world of cultivating immortals!

How can I become an immortal without being possessed by a demon? Once I am possessed by a demon, I am an immortal!

Without demons, how do you know that you are cultivating immortality?

If the immortal road is not open to me, then I will use the magic path to find the immortal road!

(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.

The scarlet flower of corruption blooms in the borderland, and the most holy and pure White Witch becomes the new king of corruption. The blue blood that has been passed down since ancient times flows under the dark tide, and the great and brilliant Duke intends to subvert the music of order. The unknown secret history disappears into nothingness, and the wizard who travels through time and space longs to see through the delirium of the world. As for me? I don't care. I will set up four pillars, guide four philosophers, and lead an absurd and ridiculous drama of salvation. Then, it’s time for me to go to the table and enjoy it! ps: This book does not follow the traditional wizard writing routine. There are no chips, no wizard academy, and no knights before wizards. The wizard supernatural system in this book is in its primitive and ignorant stage. There is no clear and rigid level of power, and it is generally fuzzily classified according to knowledge. So you don't see first-level wizards, second-level wizards,...

I am the only one in the world who kills, and no one in the world kills me.

This is a crazy man, his crazy journey, endless journey, countless myths unfolding one by one, bizarre, no one knows the end of time and space, you don’t know, I don’t know, this is a crazy man for life, A journey for knowledge, to explore eternity.

The path of cultivating immortals is to seize the opportunity, defy the yin and yang of life and death, and master the universe. Let's see how the protagonist enters the Tao with blood by chance and gradually understands the truth of this world. (No heroine, no saint, decisive and dark story!)

Bai Mo, you evil bastard!

“Only the weakling will care about race and lineage, that’s because they need to see something that is similar to themselves to feel safe. And they need to use another life to continue their dreams; But the sun doesn’t need another sun, and the eternal one doesn’t need another to realize his own dreams.”

A story of a lone seeker constantly searching for a way forward.

(Unlimited streaming + no heroine + original copy + shifting reasoning + decisive killing)

【Welcome to the weird game】

[As long as you clear the dungeon, you will get everything you want, wealth, power, health... everything]

In the thirty-sixth year since the advent of the strange game, Qiss was pulled into the dungeon by the Lord God.

Gray fog and yellow clouds cover the sky, ghosts and monsters roam the streets, towering dead trees rise from the ground, and skeletons and carrion pile up everywhere.

This is not reality, there is no such thing as morality and conscience; this is not chaos, there are laws and rules that cannot be disobeyed.

Qisi took a look at the rules and found a lot of loopholes that could be exploited.

(This book is also known as "I Will Dominate the Weird" and "I Will Steal Gods in Weird Games")

——Wenqing version (not speaking human language version) Copywriting——

The rules feed on the gods, and the gods sacrifice all living beings.

The strange game is the snare, and the mysterious resurgence is the medium.

Under the cold fig leaf is an indescribable horror.

Not wanting to be controlled by fate, Si Qi jumped out of his shackles.

Tear apart morality and dance alone on the border between black and white; break away from the rules and build your own throne.

He is not a god in this life, but Weird Games has already prepared a god status for him and welcomed his return with a feast of death.

In the mass grave, I fed a ghost alive - it was just a tool for me to survive.

The essence and blood of the clan members, the flesh and blood of geniuses, the souls of the entire clan... all become food for refining ghosts!

The stronger the ghost, the more ferocious the backlash? Stronger restrictions, deeper calculations, make it a permanent slave!

They used every possible means, including robbing cultivators, massacring cities, going undercover, killing masters, and training devils.

My evil magic reaches all the heavens, and I use the common people as materials to refine my supreme ghost way!

Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul… In front of the world barrier, looking back:

Homeland? It's just the first stepping stone to the top!

The treacherous streets of Gotham, a palace buried deep beneath the sea, an eerie, forgotten castle…

When Luo Xiu stepped into this infinite world of madness and desire, the gears of fate behind him began to turn.

Twisted cravings. Hypocritical masks. Shattered souls in need of repair.

The deeper Luo Xiu delved, the more he gained—and the more the sickness within him began to fade.

And at that moment, it felt as if Luo Xiu had finally become… the real Luo Xiu.

An exciting journey through endless worlds?

No.

This is the Devil’s Infinite Game.

A sentient demonic sword drifts from master to master, offering power at a price. Some wielders rise, others fall—but all leave their mark on the blade. It grows stronger with each bond, shaping and shattering destinies across a blood-soaked world. This is not a story of good or evil—only the will of the sword.