While playing the online game "Convergence of Ten Thousand Realms," Yan Luoyue suddenly found herself switched into an egg of the Turtle Clan in the cultivation world.

The egg's parents perished in a sudden monster disaster just before the clan's hibernation period began.

When news of their deaths reached the Turtle Clan, someone was sent to handle the aftermath. Near the place where they had died, a pure white turtle egg was found and brought back to the Turtle nesting ground.

When her egg hatched, Yan Yu, the clan Nanny, was shocked.

What was different?

Yan Luoyue had a human body instead of the body of a newly hatched baby turtle

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Fortunately, her "Unification of Ten Thousand Realms" game account had come along with her, and the skill books and equipment in her inventory were still intact.

However, there was a bug in her account information.

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Year after year, Yan Luoyue watched as her health bar grew infinitely longer.

Every year on her birthday, an extra zero was added to her health bar.

In the first year after her switch, Yan Luoyue used all her divine artifacts to ensure her fragile self wouldn’t choke to death on her own saliva

By the tenth year, she removed all her equipment and casually strolled through the forbidden grounds of her clan.

The sealed demons and monsters surrounded her, hacking away for three days and three nights, until they collapsed, foaming at the mouth.

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A hundred years after her transmigration, Yan Luoyue looked up and realized her health bar now spanned the entire continent.

Someone once asked Turtle Demon Venerable Yan, "Does being invincible make you lonely?"

Yan Luoyue kindly replied, "Silly child, how could being invincible be lonely? It’s absolutely amazing."

Is it the body that determines consciousness, or the soul? Aden could clearly "feel" every contraction of his muscle fibers, every friction of his scales against the air and the ground, the heart's heavy, powerful throbbing like a furnace. This body was so real, so... "noisy," constantly announcing its existence and needs to his consciousness. ............When Aden slew the Dragon King-level boss, the Ash King, in the game "Astral Realm," his game interface automatically popped up. In the most prominent position of the status bar, a skull icon, unprecedented in appearance, emanating an ominous dark red glow, stood out. Beneath it was a line of text, also in dark red: [Status] Name: Aden (Ash Curser) Form: Red Dragon Status: [Curse of the Ash King] (Eternal Solidification) - Form...

Fang Jin transmigrated to a world of immortals and heroes, a world teeming with mountain spirits, monsters, ghosts, foxes, and demonic beasts. The Immortal Alliance stipulated that those seeking immortality must first pass the Daoist examination and serve as an immortal official for three years before being qualified to enter the various sects and academies to continue their cultivation. Desperate for immortality, Fang Jin, having transmigrated, had no choice but to take the Daoist examination within this system. Due to low aptitude and a lack of cultivation resources, Fang Jin spent forty years taking the exam. Finally, at the age of fifty-one, he passed and unexpectedly awakened a game panel. From then on, everything Fang Jin did had a chance to trigger quests and awaken professional talents. [Painter's skills upgraded to minor mastery] [Achieved talent: Microscopic Eyes] [Qingping Sword Technique and Martial Arts profession upgraded to perfection, unlocking new profession: Sword Immortal]... Initially, Fang Jin's pursuit of immortality was merely a desire to live a few more years. Later, when he discovered that those demonic beasts and monsters all had health bars above their heads, his mindset completely changed. Unbeknownst to him, he had become the only player in this world of immortals and heroes.

In that distant and mysterious magical continent, on its vast lands, humans and elves coexisted harmoniously, each guarding their own territory. However, in the far north of this continent, perpetually covered in ice and snow, with howling winds, a boy quietly grew up under the careful care of an elf. Under the tutelage of his elf mother, he lived among the ice and snow, conversing with nature.

The boy possessed an innate talent for ice magic, and as he grew older, his mastery of ice magic became increasingly refined. Upon reaching adulthood, under the earnest urging of his elven mother, he bid farewell to his familiar home in the far north and stepped into the bustling yet unfamiliar human society.

In the human magic academy, he eagerly learned various magical knowledge and skills, constantly honing his abilities. However, his peaceful study life did not last long, as a dark force was quietly surging deep within the continent—the demons, this ancient and evil race, were plotting a world-shaking invasion.

When the shadow of evil first appeared, the continent was plunged into panic and chaos. At this time, he, now a master ice mage, resolutely shouldered the responsibility of fighting against the demons. Could his ice magic become the dawn that dispelled the darkness? How would his experiences in human society affect this war that concerned the survival of the continent? On this magical continent full of mystery and the unknown, a thrilling and legendary tale begins…

"You are nothing but the offspring of an evil god! Our allied forces have decided to annihilate you!" Without the approval of the Temple of the Benevolent God, the royal family of the Kingdom of Nesery was unjustly accused by the allied forces, based solely on rumors and history. As the youngest daughter of the Imperius royal family, Maginus Imperius watched helplessly as her home was destroyed and her family scattered and fled. Before she could even grieve, believing she had escaped, she was betrayed by the person she trusted most and died in the graveyard. Anger, resentment, sorrow… murderous intent, fear, tyranny… When the girl awoke again in the graveyard, she discovered that she had inexplicably traded magic and magical knowledge for life, but even so, being resurrected was enough to make her weep with joy. But what the girl didn't know was that for her, whose kingdom was destroyed and whose family perished, misfortune was far from over. Her only surviving brother died before her eyes; the corpses of her parents and siblings hung on the city walls; she eked out a living like a rat in the sewers… In this chaotic era, the girl, fallen from grace, could only take up her sword and forge a path of blood and fire that belonged to her alone. And at the end of this path lay eternal glory.