On a night as dark as ink, strange figures in gaudy, colorful garments march under the moonlight. Their faces are warped, frozen in eerie grins. They carry a grand sedan chair, stepping over grave soil, stained with demon blood, heading toward a den of monsters.

Among the folk, there is a chilling saying:

"When paper men bear the sedan, ghosts wail and demons howl — flee if you see them, and never draw near."

A long-lost legacy of the Zhimu craftsmen—those who craft ritual paper effigies—has resurfaced.

A reclusive youth inherits the art.

Controlling paper to kill, he hunts demons, spirits, and monsters…

Extracting their bones, peeling their skins, and crafting paper talismans to prolong life.

With paper as his blade and death as his ink—he walks the path of Dao.

[Infinite loop. Surviving in the cracks. Neither a saint nor invincible. Everyone's IQ is online. A slow-burn evolution.]

Ning Mu, who once suspected he was mentally ill, eventually realized the terrifying truth—the world was trapped in an endless reset. As the original course of events began to unravel, something far more sinister emerged: ghosts were real.

And those who devoured these ghosts… awakened extraordinary powers.

Now, everyone was hunting—fighting and feeding on ghosts to grow stronger.

After surviving countless bizarre and brutal incidents, Ning Mu faced the one who now stood above all, almost godlike.

“Go in peace. Don’t rewind time again,” Ning Mu said quietly.

The “god” remained silent—and rewound time anyway.

“Ning Mu, just give up.”

“Yeah! How can we fight against a god?”

Ning Mu only shook his head.

“Who’s to say what it really is—a god, a ghost, or just a human?”

Meng Ning accidentally obtained a small world. From then on, he, an ordinary young man, had the ability to travel freely in the heavens and all realms, and began his journey through the heavens as he pleased.

Dragon, Snake, Yang God, The Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, Shattered Void, Overturning the Clouds, Zhu Xian of Mount Shu, Perfect Covering the Sky, Snow Blade, Wind and Cloud Thunderbolt, Emperor's Divine Weapon, Fairy Sword Journey to the West, Primordial Gods, Immortals Seeking Demons, Eternal Life in the Wilderness, Swallowing the Starry Sky… Everything started with the mysterious Treasure Mirror of the Heavens.

In my previous life, I was a mortal, aging and dying; in this life, I must strive for the pinnacle of existence and immortality! Let me ask the heavens, is there eternity?

Travel through the heavens, roam throughout the myriad worlds, searching for the eternal way!

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(Dark • Brutal • Violent • Inhumane • Blood-soaked Madness)

The world is nothing but a game played by the gods.

And goblins? Seen as the weakest, filthiest creatures—worthless pawns in the eyes of every race. Just disposable playthings in the hands of the divine.

But today…

An Outer God descends, blessing the goblins with unholy power.

Now, it’s time for the other races to witness the true horror that goblins can unleash!

We are not your pawns.

We are not your toys.

We are your reckoning.

Zuo Chongming was once a top-tier gamer —

A studio boss, a power-leveling god, an unapologetic exploiter of noobs.

Then one day… boom. He’s isekai’d straight into a game world.

Not only that, but it’s before the official launch.

And worse — he’s now an NPC.

Demons ravage the land. Evil spirits feast on the living. Martial artists roam in blood-soaked packs.

But for Zuo Chongming, who has access to a system panel? All manageable.

What isn’t manageable… is the arrival of Players — the notorious “Fourth Calamity.”

He falls silent.

—— Years later.

Zuo Chongming sighs:

“I just wanted to farm these guys like wheat… So how the hell did they end up wagging their tails and calling me boss?”

And the creepiest part?

They actually seem proud of it.

The protagonist is dark, cold, and absolutely selfish. Multiple worlds.

Good News:I traveled through time

Bad News: It was a Body Travel and I was tortured at the start

After experiencing such a major change, Xu Yang went crazy, and at the same time, started his journey to invincibility

[Sword Cultivation] [Body Tempering] [Unstoppable Force] [Invincible Path] [Warring for Supremacy]

Born under the curse of a lonely star, Di Yi was fated to die before drawing his first breath. But fate blinked.

Saved by chance and taken in by a Dao Sovereign of the Upper Realm, he was trained in supreme techniques, steeped in divine medicine baths, and forged into a being with the ultimate physique — the pinnacle of the Extreme Dao Body.

Until one day… he stole a divine pill.

Banished to the lower realm, cast down like refuse.

Then came the fall.

The golden age of the human race ended.

The sealed alien races broke free.

Civilization collapsed. Mountains crumbled. Cities turned to ash.

Nine out of ten homes lay empty, and mankind entered its darkest hour.

"Di Yi! You cowardly turtle — where the hell are you?! Are you really just going to watch us all die before you’re satisfied?!"

"My child… where are you? Please come back..."

At the edge of despair, even enemies and rivals cast aside hatred — calling out his name, begging for his return. Praying for a spark of hope.

And then—

A calm, all-too-familiar voice echoed across the broken world:

**"I walk through time itself.

I’ve heard the Emperor’s song, endured the ages, seen life and death.

I defy yin and yang, fight the will of Heaven,

Slay all who stand in my path…

And at last—return.

This world…

Belongs to me alone."**

The immortal path is severed?

The heavens have forsaken me?

Then so be it... I become demon!

With forbidden demonic arts carved into his soul, he walks a path paved in corpses and rivers of blood.

The immortal sects call him heretic.

The heavens prepare divine punishment.

The whole world stands against him? Perfect.

Devouring the heavens, refining all living beings

He shall burn his chains in demonic flame, and forge a heavenly ladder from demon bones.

If the immortal road is blocked, then he shall take the demonic path, to trample the heavens!

Slay the Immortal Lords. Defy the Heavenly Dao. Battle the Realms.

Let this demonic fire light up eternity!

This road... is called Road To Heaven.

[Weird • No Romance • Superpowers • Dark]

A twisted soul, unbound by rules or conscience.

I am the shadow beneath the light, cruel, cold-blooded, and venomous like a serpent.

My fangs deliver a fatal kiss at any moment.

I transmigrated into a world teeming with eerie, supernatural horrors

But my identity as a traveler was accidentally exposed.

I was captured, turned into a lab rat, and barely managed to escape with my life.

In the darkness, hatred burned quietly.

A mysterious black stone tablet appeared.

Slaying the strange creatures allows me to devour their power, awakening one extraordinary ability after another…

Stack. Release. Slaughter everything.

“I don't just want your life.”

“I will destroy your pride, erase your clan, sever your bloodline, and dig your grave.”

“I’ll make you die slowly, bit by bit, drowning in pain.”

“I’ll curse this world and everyone in it. In this life… there will be no peace.”