Reborn as the Heavenly Dao, developing the world, plundering the heavens, using the heaven and earth as chessboards, and all living beings as chess pieces, laying out the eternal plan!

This is the story of the Heavenly Dao of one world, growing step by step into the strongest Heavenly Dao of the heavens!

(Warning, if you want to see the human race dominate, be careful! This book has all kinds of races! In addition, if you don’t like the first world, you can skip it, it will not affect your reading!)

(No harem, no routines, no invincibility, no system, no brainlessness, no good writing, please be careful if you mind.)

When I thought this was just an ordinary day, I found that I was caught in the end. Just when I thought I could escape by just continuing to participate in death games, I found that everyone began to awaken to supernatural powers. Just when I thought this was the "place to create gods," everything was heading towards annihilation.

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadows began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallow his saliva. Hunger was the best spur.

Bai Wan, who was born with a bug physique, would automatically have bugs around him since he was a child.

The door that was opened would randomly lead to an unknown space, and the water in the cup would disappear out of thin air

But once, he was unexpectedly selected by a strange game

From that day on, the strange copy never ran normally again...

[The door that disappeared out of thin air: The knocking ghost was about to knock on the door to kill someone, but was confused to find that its door was gone? Why did it become a wall? How could it kill people like this?]

[Stuck out of the game map: Bai Wan was confused to find that his body was stuck out of the game map. He looked at the non-existent area outside and fell into silence. There was a bug again, but he was surprised to find that it seemed that he could explore outside the map? ]

[Forced turn-based system with explosive drops: The ghost mother was confused to find that her ghost fetus was actually exploded as a pet egg? ]

[Generate NPC out of thin air: The ghost widow looked at her husband who suddenly appeared with a confused face and fell into silence. Isn't she a widow? 】

[Randomly generated fairy tales: players are confused by the little girl selling matches in the ghost domain]

[Plant-zombie hybrid version: can summon pea shooters, will-o'-the-wisp nuts, etc.]

[Mario's coin house: can enter the hidden space in the game's sewers]

[Want to appreciate my dancing: after dancing in front of NPCs, there is a chance to get tips]

Facing the weird system and the collective accusations of the players, Bai Wan also feels very innocent and tired

What is the weird copy of the crash? I really just want to play a normal game!

(Infinite original copy + easy and funny + brain hole + weird copy survival)

Original name: The whole family becomes paper people, I just want to take a family photo

Li Han accidentally downloaded an application called "Big Data APP", from which he could see other people's big data on love, work, consumption and other aspects.

By using big data to sell any product to customers, you can earn big data points. By consuming big data points, the APP can push the most suitable financial projects and love partners for you, and even predict the future.

From then on, Li Han embarked on a life of success and became a new generation of legendary investor.

But why is the girl recommended by the system as the most suitable person to be my wife the one I hate the most?

A striking man of mysterious origin and peerless talent, he looks back at the world, in all its entirety, with utter disdain. And yet, in the treacherous and unpredictable ultimate formation of the Boundless Secular World, he guards a breathtaking ancient qin with broken strings, waiting silently for the destined one to arrive!

A boy encounters him, and knows for the first time that the world beneath the Heavens is a fickle place. Not even demons, devils, ghosts and monsters can match the frivolity of human nature!

A slender physique, and jade-like beauty, but the sword that strikes between heaven and earth is not unlike a streaming rainbow!

The vastness of the starry sky, the seven emotions and six desires! Greed, anger and ignorance! The teachings of Buddha will grant you boundless strength!

A sea of blood will come, at the cost of all mortal beings full of honest hope!

The ghosts wail as the gods roar, but the sea of blood has no end!

Where, pray tell, is the path I should take?

Since there is no path, no matter how bitter and bloody the sea, even if my boat is made out of bones, I will soar to the heavens above!

The long night covers the world, and the dawn is slow.

Evil has descended on the earth, and all living beings have been devastated.

He wandered in the long night, hovering on the blade, swinging between the clouds and hell.

Ignite the fire of the star soul.

Since the night is long, I will be the king of the night.

[Legend of Lingtian] [Evil King of Another World] [Proud of the Ninth Layer of the World] [Celestial Sky] [I am the Supreme] [Left Way Qingtian] [Blue Sky Sword] After that,

The eighth book of Feng Ling Tian Xia.

A young boy named Tang Jie was searching for a path into immortalhood when he happened to save an immortal in need, resulting in the latter owing him a karmic debt.

What? You want to repay me with mere Spiritual Enhancement Pills? Is that how cheap you view your life to be?

As a result, Xu Muyang ended up having to drag the brat with him.

You’ll never shake me off now, thought Tang Jie.

This is a daily cultivation journal of a Loose Cultivator from Black Dragon Mountain, meticulously recording every detail of his cultivation journey. As the saying goes, "A woman fears marrying the wrong man, and a man fears entering the wrong profession." Having started as a bottom-tier Loose Cultivator—and one from Black Dragon Mountain, notorious for its banditry—Liu Xiaolou had no choice but to accept his fate. He struggled tirelessly in a world dominated by prestigious sects, hustling for a single Spirit Stone, a Spirit Pill, a Magic Artifact, or a Spirit Herb. The mundane realities of life—the daily grind of firewood, rice, oil, and salt—mingled with the bittersweet trials of cultivation. The true flavor of this existence could only be savored by those who lived it, yet one thing remained constant: a steadfast devotion to the Dao, driven by the pursuit of eternal life