[A work signed by the First Editorial Team of Qidian]

I have half a scroll of a book, which I call "transformation" in my carefree spirit.

We wave to ask the immortals and Buddhas to retreat, and send this to the gods to hear.

The ink's fragrance is heard in songs, its essence transmitted through the mysterious and profound. ...

Who is holding the piece?

Is this a dream...

Falin opened his eyes. This was like a dream, but not a dream. He could not feel the collision or the temperature. This place was very mysterious.

A firefly, a sofa, a fireplace, a small room, a red carpet, a spirit, a door...

Farin left the sofa. He had never been to this place before. Where was this? Occasionally, there was a clicking sound outside the door, not like footsteps, but more like pieces falling on a chessboard.

Falin looked at the decoration of the room. It was small and dark, but warm. The stove contributed a flickering light to the room. Not far from the sofa was a dark red desk and an old wooden chair. There was a small window, and the moonlight was faintly shining through the window.

At some point, the sound of chess pieces dropping outside stopped, and Farin nervously glanced at the door. After a moment, there was indeed no sound outside. Farin shifted his gaze elsewhere. The fireflies seemed to have frozen, suspended in the air, and the occasional flicker of fire in the stove had also stopped... It was as if time had stood still...

Only Farin was able to move. Farin pushed open the door and saw a large hall outside. In the center of the hall was a long table... There were many mist-like figures sitting beside the table.

He looked around and saw many doors on the wall. But he gradually realized something was wrong. The wall couldn't hold so many doors, yet there were so many doors. Blood was flowing from under some of the doors, and some were broken. Falin saw a sofa inside, and a woman was lying on the sofa. Her throat was cut, and she was lying there quietly. Behind each door was the same...

In my previous life, I was half a step short of playing chess and ultimately failed to reach the top.

Traveling back to the past, this time... I want to become the strongest in this world!

To become the strongest in this world, you only need three simple steps:

1. Picked up a demon girl who just traveled through time on the street.

2. Subdue demons and monsters.

3. Bring her cultivation techniques.

Yay! Already invincible!

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Many years later, Yan Yu, who had won the title of "the strongest", accepted an interview with a TV station:

Host: Who do you most want to thank for your success today?

Yan Yu: I want to thank a woman who is very important to me.

Host (eyes lighting up): Oh, is she your good wife?

Yan Yu: No, it’s just a stepping stone.

Host (wiping sweat): So... what about your other teammates? They should have helped you too, right?

Yan Yu: How could the long stairway to godhood have only one stepping stone?

[Struggle for Hegemony] + [Policy] + [High-End Strategy] + [Not Brainless] The aristocratic families have become powerful, overthrowing the imperial court. The emperor uses me as a sword to restore imperial power to the world, but he has devised countless ways for me to die. Sensing my value, he even plans to castrate me and make me a eunuch, continuing to be his weapon. The Left Prime Minister, the head of an aristocratic family, is as cunning as the sea. He points to the fish in the lake and tells me, "You are in the lake, and the world is within this small lake. If you want to live, become my pawn." The Right Prime Minister says, "You must care about the world and the people. Personal honor and disgrace are nothing. Dying for the people of the world is a worthy death." But I ask, why?! Your power over life and death is due to the power you hold and the chair you occupies. So what if I wield greater power than you, and occupies a higher position than you? So, let's fight it out in this world. Victory means king of the world! Defeat means a true ghost hero! You use your mind to control the lives of others, then I will use my mind to seize the world, jump out of the chessboard, use the world as the chessboard and the people as the chess pieces, and become the true chess master! [Updated on time at 6:00 am every day] The pace of power struggle is not fast, those who like to watch fast-paced and chaotic killing should not click on it, otherwise you will be so angry that you will give a bad review. We should love each other and let's not do things that hurt each other. Be obedient, oh! Main characters: Ji Bochang, Haoyue

Gather supplies and seek power in an endless and bizarre apocalyptic world, and escape before it awakens! Hush! Do not alert the observer! Do not look the observer in the eye! Do not let the observer know—you know of its existence! ... "Pollution is both a power and a curse." "The eight types of pollution intermingle to create a nearly infinite number of pollution paths." "But the end of each path is madness." Five stages of pollution: Whispering (less than 10%): Initially polluted, you may occasionally hear hallucinations and have weak abilities. Resonance (10% to 20%): Pollution deepens, hallucinations intensify, and abilities steadily manifest. Etching (20% to 30%): Pollution begins to permanently alter your mind and body, and the cost becomes apparent. Dominant (30% to 40%): One or more types of pollution become the primary characteristics of your personality and physical body, and...

Xin Rulong, the younger brother of Xin Ruyin, travels to the mortal world of immortal cultivation. His aptitude for cultivation is inferior to Han Li's, having only reached the second level of Qi training when Han Li established his foundation. Fortunately, he possesses a natural talent for formations. When Han Li needed formations to build his cave abode, he set up a reversal formation for him, using this opportunity to befriend Han Li. He then traded formations and magical instruments for Han Li's elixirs, helping him overcome bottlenecks and further his cultivation. As parting words, he continued his trade with Han Li using the Myriad Stars Disk. The two supported each other, ensuring a more stable and secure cultivation in the world of immortal cultivation. Ultimately, Xin Rulong gained control of the myriad realms, gathered the treasures of Xuantian, attained enlightenment in the realm of chaos, and became the master of the immortal realm.

(Ten thousand more on the shelves every day! Welcome to taste!)

Li Mufeng traveled through a world of mortals cultivating immortality and became the young master of the Black Evil Sect, the prince of Yue State. In front of him were the seven sects of Yue State blocking his path to immortality, and behind him was the old demon Han, who was putting his life in danger!

Facing his destined death, Li Mufeng fought back! He led the Black Evil Sect and summoned the scattered cultivators from all directions to establish a scattered cultivator union to fight against the immortal sects and families!

If the road is blocked, use your fist to open it!

Han Lao Mo has his own Palm of Heaven Bottle, and Li Mufeng has a League of Legends panel that allows him to use hero skills!

Sword Demon: "Great destruction! My cultivation has been elevated to the Mahayana stage! Whoever calls Han Tianzun, I will end his life!"

Rune Mage Ryze: "Realm Warp! Disaster is always one step behind me!"

Green God Ivern: "Release the passive ability to control monsters and insects! The law of wood ripens elixirs! My favorite color is spring!"

Ornn's upgraded magic weapon, Flame of the Mountain!

Silas stole the technique, "Give him a taste of his own medicine!"

Kassadin, "Which is stronger, Void Walking or Invisibility?"

While people were still struggling to find space nodes to ascend to the spiritual world and worried about the difficulty of ascending to the fairy world, Li Mufeng had already easily reached the spiritual world and the fairy world through Bad's space channel.

Han Li: "My brother Feng is invincible!"

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

Wild and untamed creatures, growing wildly, their ambitions and desires intertwined, can always forge earth-shattering legends.

A microcosm of reform and opening up, a magnificent miracle of ordinary people rising to prominence.