In the year 202 of the Tianmen Calendar.

It has been two hundred years since humanity embarked on the journey of life evolution, yet the path of cultivation remains fraught with thorns.

Internal injuries from cultivation, toxicity accumulated from consuming elixirs, and genetic collapse during boundary breakthroughs... all threaten the lives of martial artists!

But Jiang Heng, who has crossed over into this world, has obtained a golden finger.

[Illness Erosion: Absorb and convert all diseases, poisonings, internal injuries, pollution, and other negative states in the body into personal strength]

Thus, the cultivation risks that ordinary people fear like tigers are sweet as honey to Jiang Heng.

...

"Systemic osteoarthritis, rhabdomyolysis, abdominal organ hemorrhage, and three hundred and sixty cultivation diseases, including genetic collapse..."

"All will be transformed into my physical strength!"

...

Years later.

Jiang Heng transforms into a humanoid titan, tearing apart superclusters of galaxies, treading on the cosmic web, and crushing the myriad races of the starry seas.

He lets out a roar that makes all living beings tremble within billions of light-years.

"I am going to blow up this universe!"

Mona, possessing a magical canvas, became the deity of an island tribe. He could use various drawing tools on the canvas to graffiti the world, bestowing blessings and divine punishment upon civilization. The paintbrush imbued what it painted with divinity, the palette could capture the impressions of all things, abstracting them into conceptual blocks of color. The eraser could easily erase everything, punishing civilization. On the first day, the merciful god painted a giant tree, sheltering the tribe from the wind and rain, and the people all sang praises of His majesty. On the second day, the majestic god used the eraser to wipe away the heads of the tribe's sinners, and the people all prostrated themselves in fear, learning reverence. On the third day, He attempted to try a new painting with a new color. And so, a desolate...