He was once a ruthless and calculating financial tycoon who wielded the dark power of the modern world, but he perished in a single day, his soul burning in flames.

When he awoke again, the immortal sect was majestic, but he was trapped at the very bottom, his spiritual roots were mixed and he was a menial disciple with only firewood and filth for company.

The path to immortality is arduous? It's just another game of survival of the fittest. The mysteries of the Dao? They will ultimately become the sharpest blade in his hand.

He coldly observed the hypocrisy and cruelty of the cultivation world, habitually dealing with everything through calculation, and regarding everyone as a pawn.

However, those warm and pure eyes... made him begin to doubt himself.

Will he repeat the same mistakes or defy fate in this second life? What will he wield this time?

(No rebirth, no heroine, no system, nothing to write about. Please read with caution. Those who hate evil should avoid it.)

Song Qian was originally an honest child, but he became unruly after picking up a small, tattered book.

[Mysterious + Suspenseful + Folkloric + Infinite Flow] Have you ever felt agonizing, unable to eat or sleep, wishing you could trade everything for something? Have you ever tried praying to gods and Buddhas, becoming distraught, yet still unable to achieve certain things? Have you ever felt that kind of pain when you finally got everything you wanted, only to have it vanish from your life? Birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, unfulfilled desires, encounters with those you hate… I feel your torment. So come here, come to the Corridor of Ghostly Resentment, and everything you desire will come true… Pfft, hahahaha…

Summary: A story about a calm murderer who strives to commit evil in another world. Promise: You may see a formulaic beginning, but I will never let you see a formulaic process or ending. Follow my super imagination and soar in another world.

The rise and fall of all things is a cycle that never changes, and the myriad worlds are no exception! 'Qi Luck' is the original source of all things. When the world's Qi Luck completely dissipates, the world will perish. On the contrary, it will be revitalized! ………………………… In The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, he suddenly appeared, led the Han people to rise, sat on the supreme emperor, and plundered the world's Qi Luck. In The Rain, he transformed into a demon Buddha, experiencing the mundane world and pursuing the supreme martial arts. In the storm, he was unscrupulous, plundering opportunities, and no one could enter his sight. Small Thousand Worlds, Middle Thousand Worlds, Great Thousand Worlds, everywhere [Dream Blood Control]

The matter that makes up the world we know only accounts for less than 5% of the mass of the entire universe. So where is the other 95% of the universe's mass? What is it like? A soul that travels across time and space accidentally encounters a mysterious and strange shadow world. Tearing apart the bloody and ignorant appearances and dispelling the mysterious and strange fog, evolution and truth unfold before his eyes. P.S.: The original inspiration for this book comes from the American TV series "Stranger Things".

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.

Humanity dwells on a small island called Ignorance in the midst of a dark ocean. This ocean is vast and holds countless secrets, but we should not sail too far or delve too deep. — Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu

No female lead but with a romantic subplot; not a saint or brainless character (as much as possible); villainous male lead.

Beyond the thirty-three heavens, beyond the nine layers of clouds dwell immortals.

Immortals were originally mortals, but the only problem is that mortals lack firm resolve.

Thirty years of human desolation, Cheng Liang only wishes to pursue herself.