Suffering from atypical schizophrenia, Mo Tan said he was under great pressure.

And a game called [Innocent Realm] is a good place for him to relieve stress.

Chaotic and neutral, he is frivolous and willful, and is the source and author of countless uncontrollable events.

Lawful and good, he is tenacious and righteous, and is the most just knight and judge in the eyes of others.

Absolutely neutral, he is humble and lacks motivation. He is the reflection and parallel of every ordinary soul.

Chaotic and evil, he is crazy, cruel and cold. He is a devil and a deceiver who can only be gentle to himself.

"Tanmo is the most outstanding bard I have ever seen, although he is a bit... hard to see through." —— Countess Lesa

"Mo is a gentleman of noble character! Even if I have only met him once, I know that anyone can leave their back to him~" - Gwen, the owner of Rotten Rose

"If you need an ideal neighbor, look no further than Black Van." - Alchemist Luna

"Don't talk about that guy!"

Unknown pollution invades the world, and all the gods, monsters and Buddhas are destroyed. The biochemical frenzy, the blue returns, the singularity comes on stage, and the human revolution counterattacks...

The evolution from the future meets the martial arts from the past, and the majestic human-immortal martial arts fights against the weird and twisted pollution.

I have been sleeping since before the long night, and I woke up in the land of eternal nightmare, carrying with me infinite possibilities for the future and hope for plane redemption. The ant that shook the tree was also a common man with blood splattered every five steps, and his story has just begun.

A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right.

Someone once became the last one to wield a knife that could decapitate huge dragons and bathed in dragons’ blood. Someone once loved treating others to chicken soup, so he kept nine phoenixes in his backyard.

Someone once sat lazily on the top of mountains as his words flooded river banks, and his qi could hold a million soldiers back. Someone once moved mountains and shifted hills with just one brush, his paintings so captivating it could enchant immortals and deities.

That year, the warmth of spring made the flowers bloom. They were merely an ordinary butcher, a bookworm, a chicken farmer and a poor artist. This is the story of how a Low Level Martial World Continent was transformed into the Ultimate Fantasy Universe.

After exhausting all his might to slay the Demon King, Chu Ming, having cleared the game, found himself unable to exit. The Demon King had just died, and the game was real? What about all the debts I owed, the grudges I'd made, and the girls I'd promised? The good news: he'd inherited the Demon King's flame. The bad news: his level had been reset to zero, and he could only grow by constantly absorbing negative emotions. "So, now I'm both a hero and a Demon King, stuck in two ways?" Six months later, pursued by both good and evil forces, the former hero (now a Demon King) secluded in the forest suddenly discovered he could summon projections of Blue Star players. Thus, the most sinister guild in history was born: Player A: What do you mean the newbie quest is to kill the Four Heavenly Kings of Demon? Player B: Guild Master, that crazy woman from yesterday came to see you again! This time she brought someone else with her. Where are you, Guild Master?! Player C: 996 at the company, 007 in the game, when will this hard time end? - In response to this, President Chu Ming said: Everyone is busy, it's better to be busy... If you are not busy, how can I, the righteous demon king, defeat the corrupt kingdom nobles, wipe out the evil demon remnants, and save thousands of people from danger?