The ancient universe, the vast sea of stars.

After countless years of development, the path of spiritual practice has already blossomed and reached its peak.

Human beings and immortals refine their bodies, ghosts and immortals refine their souls, Qi-refiners combine with Gangsha, gods seek incense and fire, and earthly immortals nourish the land of blessings.

Only the Star Master can refine his natal stars, cultivate his dependents, advance to the stars, plant Taoist fruits, and nourish himself, so that he can attain the path of immortality and ascend to sainthood!

(It can be considered a global god-type article, but it is based on the author’s own settings.)

As one of the first players to gain access to World of Falan—the first immersive game worldwide—Roland creates his character as a Mage.

However, playing as a Mage is not as fun and easy as he thought. His head even explodes after he casts the very first spell in the game.

Stubbornly sticking to his class when most Mages decide to create a new character, Roland gradually discovers tricks of the trade and his unusual talent. This allows him to change people’s stereotypes on Mages and to explore the deeply-buried secrets of this game…

The time traveler is dead; please burn paper money if you need anything.

In the Heavenly Soul Continent, where soul cultivation is the primary focus, what kind of storms will the fragments of a deceased transmigrator's soul, along with a skill book outside the rules of this plane, bring to this world?

Watch how an ordinary, commoner boy forges a path to freedom.

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[Slow-burn, fantasy, steampunk, D&D-like, card-like, Dragon Quest-style main storyline] Once upon a time, the two worlds went their own ways and never intersected. "Left Phase Terraria" - Humans lit torches with wisdom, forged equipment, and led thunder. In the name of "science", they blocked the unknown and explored the light of reason. "Right Phase Toril" - All races shaped the world with faith, absorbed divine power, wove laws, and carried the glory of gods with the power of "magic", walking on the road of miracles. However, the intersection of the celestial spheres came, and the boundaries were broken. Science and divine power collided, magic and reason annihilated each other, and everything turned into ruins. The legacy of the gods, along with the glory of the old world, was buried in flames and storms. In the end, the intersection was completely integrated, and a brand new world was born - "New Terra". Technology and magic continued to intertwine, order was not yet stable, and a new civilization emerged in turmoil. And the seven evil spirits that peeked into reality have quietly arrived. The new intersection, like a Möbius strip, never ends...***Sieg knew he was different from the moment he became conscious. The virtual curtain template often appeared, and the cold guidance whispered in his mind, like some invisible guide. He said: "Make the implicit things explicit", "Standardize the explicit things", "Process the standard things", "Target the process things", "Strategize the goal things". The terminal existence that calls itself "Akasha Record" has been telling Sieg's mission. "-I must end this endless intersection, I must kill the seven evil spirits!"

This is the tale of an earthling, who transmigrated as a dying third-rate god but somehow rose through the ranks, gaining followers and eventually causing the Fourth Great Apocalypse.

“Have you ever heard of the God of Games?”

“The God of Games..?” Eleena shook her head in puzzlement. “I have never heard of Him…”

“What if the God of Games could give you the power to defeat your enemies?” Xi Wei coaxed patiently.

Eleena remained silent for a while, before resolutely lifting her head and fixing her gaze on Xi Wei. “Then I am willing to become a believer of the God of Games!”

“Belief isn’t something to only be spoken by mouth. Close your eyes and envision His name in your mind, and feel His power with your heart,” he said solemnly.

“O Master of Games, grant us new life!”

[The Fourth Calamity + Farming Style + The Male Protagonist Has No Emotional Line] [The Background Is a Once-Glorious Magic Civilization]

After traveling to the magical wasteland after the magic riot, Chu Yue thought it was a farming story where he would lead the natives to survive.

Unexpectedly, one day he would be able to summon the little players from Blue Star.

From then on, the style of farming paintings began to become weird.

"Mr. Mayor, I saw those players eating dirt!"

"Mr. Mayor, I saw those players poking the giant frog's butt with sticks!"

"Mr. Mayor, I saw that group of players driving a car without magic on the ground!"

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Looking at the players standing in front of him, claiming that they had recovered the entire continent.

Chu Yue's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no! He really became an NPC!

Mystery, despair, pain, decay—the world is heading astray, and I know not where to go. I have arrived in a world that is heading towards its end, fraught with danger and devoid of hope. I can only rely on the mysterious blood mark on my body to constantly deduce and evolve various skills, trying to find a way out of despair.

A lowly child beggar, a noble prince, a monster viewed as the enemy of the entire world. If you possess all three identities at the same time, which identity would you choose to help you earn a better ending?

Thales did not have the answer.

He only knew that he came to a different and magnificent world, and he had to face a future that was as difficult to handle as a nightmare.

The glorious Empire had already been destroyed for one thousand years, the dying royal family suffered many problems, the legendary sacred battle had plenty of conspiracies, the divided world was in chaos.

But Thales had nothing.

The only thing he had left was an unswerving determination to preserve his own identity, bravery which would allow him to survive in a perilous situation, and a belief that he would never submit to principles he did not believe.

“A King does not gain respect by virtue of his bloodline. The bloodline’s glory rests on the deeds of the King.”

Darkness will baptize light. Fire will create true steel. The forbidden prince’s story starts here.

Transmigrated into a pot-dwelling immortal, only to emerge a hundred thousand years later. Having finally acquired a divine incarnation, allowing for some breathing room, yet still a lowly god in the Divine Court, spending his days granting wishes and alleviating poverty. "Outside the Pot Heaven, you call me a Pot Heaven Immortal, claiming I'm a remnant soul bound to a pot to attain enlightenment—I won't argue with you." "Once you enter my Pot Heaven, shouldn't you address me as the Supreme Emperor of the Pot Heaven Jade Palace?" Within this tiny universe, a carefree Pot Heaven Immortal. Lin Qingxuan cultivates spiritual roots, holds Dharma assemblies, builds markets, and countless beings enter my pot. Once all the cultivators from the outside world have entered my Pot Heaven, who will be the Heavenly Emperor—you or me?

Sherlock is a newly promoted dungeon master, determined to become a great demon king, until he summons a group of people who will give themselves some strange names, form gangs, trade with each other, and even The goblins who got into a fight called themselves players!