A humble scholar, with bones as thin as feathers, treads the foul wind; his blood, congealed into cinnabar, scorns the Daoist master.

Claws shatter cities and devour the sun and moon; a demonic heart refines the world and scorns the heavens.

The cauldron melts all laws to open a new realm; the sword shatters a thousand sects to reach the summit.

Do not concern yourself with the affairs of good and evil throughout the ages; only a single thought can govern the primordial chaos.

[Ghoul World is complete]

Monster 8 World is in progress.

[Eating + Killing + Torture + Extreme Enjoyment + The entire main cast is devoured + Invincible + Symbiote + Bickering + Multiverse + Evolutionary Flow + No Mary Sue + No Female Lead + Dark Theme]

A top assassin from his past life was brought to the ghoul world by a system. He was given a symbiote called "Riot" at the start. The two shared a body, and fighting and devouring were the only meanings of his existence.

Riot: "Left! Tear him apart! His kagune smells really good!"

Nothingness: "Shut up, you brainless lump of slime, I'm aiming for your vitals."

Riot: "Eat, eat, eat! Eating will make you stronger!"

Void: "If you make any more noise, you won't get to eat anything next time."

(Also, the author doesn't rely on this for a living; it's just something to write in their spare time. 50% of the book's profits will be donated to help others, 20% will be given to fans as gifts, and the remaining 30% will be used to buy themselves a pack of cigarettes. I'll post about the good deeds I do in the comments section, so please don't be so malicious towards the author, thank you.) Also, there's no need to send gifts; just give the author a few likes to urge them to update. I only want to urge them to update.

[Rating just came out!! It will gradually rise!!]

[Pure villain + pure evil + cannibalism + invincible + no system]

Kurokawa, a sickly man coughing up blood every day, has been surrounded by malice since birth because of the twisted lines on his back. His only sister, who loved him, was burned to death by the villagers while protecting him.

In his deathbed despair, Muzan, lurking in the shadows, offered him a way out.

The demon blood enters the throat, awakening the seven aspects of the Blood Demon Art.

Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, lust

This filthy world is disgusting!

I will judge your crimes!

Darkness descends, order collapses, humanity is lost... Wails of death resound, despair and terror descend! Hell is empty, the devils are here. Chen Chong knows that in this broken world, fists are power, and only when fists prevail can reason prevail!

In the misty sea fog, on the deck of the ghost ship, Hern Iheroa gazed into the distance, using a brass telescope inlaid with inhuman eyeballs, at a geometrically indefinable outline. He mechanically tore at the rotting fish flesh in his hands, stuffing it into the relatively neat slit in front of his skull, known as the "mouth." At that moment, only two questions occupied Hern's mind. First, when would he find a doctor? Second, what about the remaining 1,278 mouths on his body after he had eaten his fill—"So, doctor, is there... any hope for us?"

(The protagonist is not human, there is no female lead, and technology is humanity's most powerful weapon! In any era, the protagonist is at the pinnacle of existence and doesn't play the fool!)

A bizarre invasion plunges human civilization into turmoil. As demons and monsters clash with technological might, an ancient evil, the Corrupted Tree, reborn in the endless void, returns to the world in the body of a mortal.

A torrential downpour stirred up the dark clouds, and the crowd knelt respectfully on the ground. Accompanied by the eerie wails of remnant souls, an unparalleled evil force tore through the sky. In the endless void, a pale, vertically-eyed phantom gazed down upon the mortal world!

"Heavenly calamity, divided into three, leads to death and ruin!"

A storm raged, and Xia Yuxuan was surrounded by a suit of skeletal armor. His pale robes fluttered in the wind, and eroded branches extended from his back, emanating a terrifying evil aura!

A calamity shrouds the sky, and an evil god wreaks havoc on the world!

Midnight sacrifice, disaster strikes.

Chen Mo accidentally traveled to a disaster world without sun, moon and stars, and started a new life in the mysterious advertisement of "Data creates value, Tianhua Quantum Technology". From the painful self-immolation of biochemically modified people in the evil laboratory of the Hive, to the wailing of the war in the castle of the misty insect sea, from the despair of the ancient monks of Guixu to the peeping of monsters that reincarnate once a thousand years day and night...

When the terrifying demons who tore through the cracks of time and space were torn apart by antimatter weapons, and when the civilization born in the tiny dust launched an ecological mass extinction, it was discovered that the so-called magnificent wars in each corner were nothing more than epitaphs on the road of self-destruction of the later rising insects.

Starting as a Taoist priest, is it boring to meditate and practice every day?

But Wang Ping is not worried at all, because he not only has a guide to practice, but also a progress bar!

[Changchun Gong: Practice 5 times a day effectively, and you can feel the energy in three years. (Progress 32/100, today's progress 0/5)]

The first year of cultivating immortals.

Chen Huangpi had a copper-skin and iron-boned body, and was invulnerable to water and fire. Black smoke billowed with every move he made.

The master said that was spiritual energy.

The second year of cultivating immortals.

Chen Huangpi felt extremely itchy, and hundreds of evil eyes broke free from his flesh and blood, emitting malice unscrupulously.

The master said that this was called supernatural power.

After a hundred years of cultivating immortals, Chen Huangpi's eighteen feet were rooted in the dark earth, and his nine heads reached the sky. When he opened his bloody mouth, he could hear obscure and evil sounds.

He called himself the Taoist Master Huangpi.

Chen Huangpi looked up and saw his master sitting in the ninth heaven, his whole body was dark blue, and countless gods, immortals and Buddhas were struggling and wailing in his shadow.

"Master, are we really cultivating immortals?"

[High IQ + Villain + Infinite Flow + Behind-the-Scenes Flow + Creation of Weird and Strange Tales + No Female Protagonist + Darkness] [Don't look at the score, because it's overly predictable] Feng Hou, forcibly reincarnated by a dump truck, didn't cross over to another world. When he opened his eyes again, he was transformed into a black, lightless sphere, a space for strange stories, capable of absorbing human negativity to strengthen itself. From then on, a strange story-making machine was born! "Pseudo-humans" who strip you of your voice and appearance and attempt to replace you. "Human Demons" that roam everywhere on rainy nights, immortal. "Slender Ghosts" with twisted, elongated bodies and featureless faces. "Weeping Angels" that teleport instantly if you don't look at them. "Nightmares" that trap you in dreams, impossible to escape. "Old Families" whose deformed and twisted bodies make you nauseous at a glance... Everything will be created in the strange story space. "Next, please listen to the most tragic howls of the unfortunate ones who embark on the "journey"!" [Please do not argue when reading this book, just have fun. Don't bring reality into it.]