[Decisive and Ruthless] · [Profit Above All] · [No Female Lead] · [Villainous Protagonist] · [Not Invincible]

“Immortality is bait, let the world’s heroes fight to the death for it.”

When the ancient scripture resurfaces, chaos erupts across the land. Kingdoms fall, alliances shatter, and ambition floods the world like wildfire.

The sages claimed that immortality was a dead end, an unreachable dream.

But I saw hope in the ashes of despair.

I will carve my own path toward eternal life, a path that belongs to me alone.

And even if it ends in death, I will have no regrets.

The human mind and soul are connected. The growth of negative emotions can cause the soul to mutate, preventing it from reincarnating in the Hell, but instead remaining in the human world, transforming into a vicious ghost and causing harm to the world. Zhang Chen, a student from Jinxi County, accidentally gained the power of a prison envoy. He can devour ghosts, gaining their strength and abilities, and continuously evolving his physical body. However, with greater power comes a more terrifying world...

In the morning, he was a Qi refiner for Kunlun, and in the evening he returned to Shushan to be a sword immortal.

I stole 3,000 methods from Penglai, and no one could tell me that I was a loyal traitor.

There are ten thousand avenues in this world, all leading to longevity.

Ordinary people only take one and go, but I was forced to take all of them.

Don’t ask, ask is time management!

Place of Birth: Bone Sea Identity: Skeleton… In the next moment, Yun Ming, still in a daze, was swept into the battlefield. Thus, a bewildered gray bone was ruthlessly hijacked by fate. What kind of unknowns will he face?

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The world swam into focus through a haze of gray-white mist, the only sound a persistent, dry crackling in unseen ears. Yun Ming’s consciousness flickered, slowly anchoring itself to a body lying flat on… bones. Countless bones, forming a desolate, shifting landscape beneath him. He tried to sit up, but agony exploded through his frame, sharp and absolute. Looking down, he saw not flesh, but gray-white ribs. Above, slender leg bones stretched where his own should be.

“I… am a skeleton?” The thought echoed in the hollow cavity of his skull, a silent scream of disbelief swallowed by the oppressive mist. Around him, other skeletal figures stirred, mindless automatons rising from the osseous sea, only for some to suddenly collapse, scattering back into the landscape like brittle twigs. Death was palpable here, a constant presence reinforced by the chilling whispers of disintegration.

A voice, alien yet intimate, suddenly bloomed within his mind, urging him forward, into the unknown grayness. With excruciating effort, fueled by a primal fear and a dawning, terrifying awareness, Yun Ming forced his fragile new body upright. This was the Bone Sea. This was his new, horrifying beginning. And in this realm of endless death, survival was the only imperative. His journey, fraught with pain and the constant threat of dissolution, had just begun.

[Through the Book][Han Li][Magic Bottle][Hot Blood][Group Portrait][Villain Counterattack][Sequential Evolution][Mutated Spiritual Root][Decisive Killing]

> The first thing I did after becoming Mo Juren: destroy Zhang Tie’s puppet and snatch Han Li’s opportunity!

> I didn't find the little green bottle under the cliff, but I dug out a rusty magic bottle——

> From then on, the style of painting suddenly changed:

> Poison creates a phantom killer, waste elixir becomes a mountain god, and lightning strike activates the fairyland in the bottle!

Han Li cultivated for a hundred years to become an immortal. Mo Yuan smiled and touched Sequence 101: "Be good, carry me to chop down the Heavenly Dao."

> When the ultimate sequence [Zero Gun] penetrates the sky——

> The gods and Buddhas in heaven were shocked to realize: This villain had already transformed himself into the Supreme God!

I am a stranger from another country, and I have no intention of becoming a fairy.

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After 20 years of cultivating Taoism in the deep mountains, the master asked Song You to go down the mountain to see demons and ghosts, all kinds of life, to visit famous mountains and rivers, and legendary immortals, saying that that is the real practice.

Unexpectedly, traveling all over the country, the fairy is actually myself.

The rivers and lakes carry wine with swords, the waist is slender and the palm is light.

The young man carried a long knife on his shoulder, and hung wine on his waist, striding forward, but the rivers and lakes in his heart were vaguely visible.

Turning a page in the book of troubled times, the rivers and lakes have been raining nightly for decades.

Looking back suddenly, the world has been shattered.