My name is Li Jinzha. When you read this text, I guess I am already enjoying the blessing of 007 in heaven. Of course, with my identity as a teacher, I may also be working in Lingshan. It is not my wish to guard the gate for a group of bald donkeys, but the trend of heaven cannot be violated by human power. As the eldest son of the old Li family and Nezha's elder brother, according to the development of fate, my future does not seem to be bad. However, as an ambitious young man who has let go of his ideals, although the future is very hopeless, with my ability, even if I can't fight, I can always do it, right? To this end, I have formulated a plan... It is not convenient for me to reveal the specific content of the plan here. After all, many things cannot be implemented. So I can only say that I understand. But if you are lucky enough to see this text, my stupid (crossed out) my hopeful descendants, please do not doubt the authenticity of this text. As your ancestors who lived in the Shang Dynasty, do not question where the simplified Chinese characters came from, because this thing will soon become the common language here. Just regard it as a little news to you in advance. In short, believe it first. If you want to know more details of my plan, please every descendant who sees this text go to the following number V50.

I accidentally traveled through time and became the most miserable 'King Zhou of Shang' in the Age of Conferred Gods

Is the Conferred God Tribulation tailor-made for me?

How is that possible? I have a golden finger!

Trigger cheat code

From then on, life reached its peak

Changing fate

Coming back from the wind

inverse……

I don't like Zhou.

I would rather not do it than be the greatest emperor in the world!

A thief appeared in the prehistoric world, moving countless spiritual roots and treasures to an unknown location and stealing even the mountains, rivers, and earth veins! Many powerful beings searched the world for this thief who stole the prehistoric resources. To their surprise, the thief turned out to be... Minghe: The Blood Sea is immortal, the Minghe is immortal, wait... where's my Blood Sea? Dijun: Where's my Heavenly Palace? How did my vast Heavenly Palace disappear? Hongjun: Wow, where did my Purple Sky Palace go? Yuanchen, who possessed his own small world, calmly stated, "I've moved the entire prehistoric world to other planes. I even took the Heavenly Dao. How could I leave anything else for you?" ... In the Small Thousand Worlds, I'm a Golden Immortal. In the Middle Thousand Worlds, I'm Taiyi. In the Great Thousand Worlds, I'm Daluo. By annexing the prehistoric world, I'll become a Sage.

【Great Desolation】【Rise of the Wu Tribe】【Non-Hegemony】【System Sacrifice】

Zhou Ming transmigrated into the Great Desolation and became the leader of the Wu Tribe. With memories of the future, he was well aware of how disastrous the Lich Calamity would be.

System? It was refined by the Great God Pangu right at the start — leaving behind only a core essence.

Looking at the twelve future infamous Ancestral Witches standing before him, Wu Ming declared:

“Fight for dominance? Not even a dog would do that!”

“Brothers, listen to me — fighting and killing leads nowhere. Why not accumulate virtue and cultivate laws? Isn’t that the real fragrance?”

And so, the entire tone of the Great Desolation began to shift.

The demon race established the Heavenly Court, their momentum overwhelming — while the Wu Tribe quietly cleaned the earth’s lethal aura.

The Three Purities preached the Dao, purple energy rising in the east — while the Wu Tribe silently reorganized the chaotic leylines.

Powerful cultivators battled over treasures, blood flowing like rivers — while the Wu Tribe... quietly racked up more merit!

Di Jun: “What’s wrong with these Wu people…”

[Primitive World + No System + No Conspiracy Theory]

A wisp of purple air inexplicably traveled to the chaotic Pangu creation period and combined with the Twelve-Rank Pure World White Lotus, and threw itself into the sea of blood and became Taichu Taoist, the younger brother of Minghe, the lord of the sea of blood.

At the beginning, Taichu just wanted to change the Blood Sea's title as the garbage can of the prehistoric world. However, at some point, many creatures in the prehistoric world began to regard the Blood Sea as a holy place, and even saints would stare at the Blood Sea from time to time.

Taichu also unknowingly discovered that life in the ancient times was not as simple as he thought. Even saints were stuck in the quagmire without knowing it.

He felt that the entire primitive world was filled with endless mysteries.

Is Hongjun the mastermind behind the destruction of the ancient world as later conspiracy theorists believe, or is he a flawless saint?

And what is the truth behind the saint's destruction of the wilderness during the Battle of the Gods?

Did Pangu really fall? What was the real reason for the creation of the primitive world?

Taichu felt that this ancient world was full of countless mysteries, and what choice should Taichu make when all the mysteries were revealed.

In this year, Ji Jingqiu was sixteen years old.

To survive, he meditated upon the Inferno of the Burning House and planted a sacred Bodhi tree, thus embarking on the path of martial cultivation.

Many years later—

A brilliant radiance suddenly rose, illuminating endless darkness.

A towering ancient tree stood verdant and majestic, its canopy vast like an umbrella. Glazed divine light soared into the heavens, supporting a sacred land of a divine kingdom, spanning across countless eons, illuminating the Three Realms and the Ten Directions.

On this day,

All those who practiced martial arts looked up,

like mayflies gazing upon the sky.

…

"Within me grows a Bodhi tree—personally planted when I first set foot on the martial path. Now, it stands vast and towering."

"I have witnessed all that exists in this world—there is none like me."

"That year, I pored over the annals of history. There were no years recorded in those texts, yet as I read them over and over, I saw eight words—

‘The storms of the world, all rise from our generation.’"

…

—Excerpt from The Martial Sun of This Era: The Autobiography of Ji Jingqiu.

(Many works with millions of words have been completed, please feel free to read.)

Luo Lin is a rare cultivator in modern society.

Due to an accident, his soul traveled to a magical world and became an unborn fetus.

His father is the king, his mother is the princess, and his grandfather is the vice president of the Magic and Martial Arts Academy.

In this life, Luo Lin will start practicing Taoism from his mother's womb, lay a solid foundation for himself as an immortal, and steadily improve his strength to dominate the magic world!

[No system] + [No heroine] + [Not invincible in the early stage] + [Build your own faction]

An unknown loophole in the long river of time brought Chen Yun, who was in the late stage of cancer, to this bizarre world.

He was unable to practice, yet he was standing at the end of practice from the very beginning.

During that strange journey, the ultimate mutation of the cancer cells in his body actually gave him immortality!

"Longevity does not mean immortality. I want to live on."

Thus, the "cancer" of this world began its journey of self-reliance...

One thought changes the sea, one dream cleanses the eternity!

Yan Ming is reborn to cover the sky, and becomes the Holy Spirit of Fire in the Holy Cliff of Beidou - the Three-legged Ancient Golden Crow. He

enlightens his mind and nature with the way of dreams, and rises in the era of great contention.

All the strong rise up, and the blood of thousands of people blends. At the end, a crow cries, and the emperor falls.

The ancient golden crow is fully developed, and a period of invincibility begins, covering the sky with a snap of a finger.

Although he has become an emperor with a holy body, he is ultimately no match for the spirit of the sun. !

"The Golden Crow is too strong, and it has taken away the glory that the emperor should have!"

As if it were a reincarnation, many people privately discussed and felt sorry for the holy body.

It is not a good thing for an emperor to be in the same life with Yan Ming, because he is too strong.

"Perhaps, he can be called the strongest holy spirit in history!"

Looking at the fairy bell in front of him, the old emperor of the Immortal Mountain sighed...

Crossing the old golden crow, carrying the fate of the ancient golden crow with the holy body, this is the road of proof that belongs only to Yan Ming!

He accidentally traveled through time and space to become the last generation of the emperor of the human race. He was unwilling to become a puppet of the saints and let hundreds of millions of human beings become puppets of the gods in heaven...

The reborn Emperor Xin stepped on a completely different road to becoming a god!

He confronted Nuwa, scolded Taishang, collected the dragons, and settled the prehistoric world...

He changed the fate of the human race and set about building the most powerful Shang Dynasty, making the human race superior to the gods and the human way superior to the way of heaven!

Solemnly note: There are two completed fantasy novels under his name, "Nine-fold Supreme Heaven" and "Nine Dragon Daozu". You can read them by searching the book title or clicking the author's name.