An otaku perched at the pinnacle of the three-dimensional wo...

With a system in tow, Dean arrived in a seemingly ordinary A...

There is nothing that money cannot solve; if there is, simpl...

One day, God declared, “I will randomly select ten thousand ...

Do the ghosts, deities, mythical creatures, and immortals de...

Beneath the dust of the world, with jade-like hair at his te...

A mischievous boy from a mountain village, a journey of care...

If the Way is as deep as an abyss, why should I begrudge thi...

Defying the heavens may leave room for exceptions; opposing ...

“How do you think the problem of heresy should be solved?” ...

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An otaku perched at the pinnacle of the three-dimensional world begins a journey into the two-dimensional realm on a peculiar night. Sometimes cold and detached, sometimes innocent and naïve, and at times even endearing and adorable... Yet, at heart, merely an otaku.

With a system in tow, Dean arrived in a seemingly ordinary America of the 1980s. At first, he believed this was just an average world, but soon he realized that normality was merely a façade, with mysteries lurking beneath the shadows. The human body is frail and wracked with suffering, yet the passions of the heart can shatter the boundaries between life and death. Bizarre creatures cloak themselves in disguise, masking brutal truths with innocent fairy tales. The line between human reason and bestial instinct is as thin as a mask; order and madness wage ceaseless war within the mind. The supernatural has bent both fantasy and reality to its will, while an inverted world devours and exhales lethal secrets. This world is nothing but a hunting ground. Refusing to be mere prey, Dean has no choice but to raise his shotgun.

There is nothing that money cannot solve; if there is, simply add more money.

One day, God declared, “I will randomly select ten thousand people to remain on Earth to play a ten-year hunting game…” Ten years later, the apocalypse arrived just as foretold. Li Gang was fortunate enough to be among the chosen ten thousand. In the entire city, he found himself utterly alone, as if the whole world had been emptied except for him. After God announced the official commencement of the deadly hunting game, Li Gang adopted a cautious approach—surviving one day at a time, determined not to be among the first to be eliminated. This mindset persisted until the moment God revealed the rewards awaiting the game’s victor; only then did something within him begin to change. Once, Li Gang was nothing more than a university graduate who had returned to his hometown with nothing to show for himself—a shut-in without ambition. But now, to survive the hunting game and seize the victor’s prize, and later, for the sake of those he wished to protect, he could do nothing but strive relentlessly to grow stronger. Loneliness, solitude, and peril became his constant companions, yet this harrowing ordeal was also a journey of transformation.

Do the ghosts, deities, mythical creatures, and immortals described in the Classic of Mountains and Seas truly exist in the land of Shenzhou? Why did the Celestial Emperor Zhuanxu sever the divine ladder, the Jianmu tree? Did Qin Shi Huang really forge the twelve golden statues from all the weapons in the realm simply to quell rebellion? Where are they now? When all mysteries are unraveled, when demons, fiends, and malevolent spirits return once more... Wu Ming emerges, wielding the Mirror of Mountains and Seas. No matter how countless the demons and monsters may be, could they possibly rival the ancient divine beasts? Let them be as ferocious as they wish—can they ever surpass the might of the Five Heavenly Emperors?

Beneath the dust of the world, with jade-like hair at his temples, all is quiet and empty, untouched by others. The Divine King sweeps through heaven and earth, his sword and steps gliding like drifting clouds—this is the legendary Jade Void Divine Sword. Once more, the legend returns to the Kunlun Mountains! In the twilight mist, a young man approaches you slowly. He pierces through clouds and shrouding mists, his sword stirring the four corners of the world. No matter how time and fate may shift, no matter how many hardships he faces, his heart remains unchanged. The youth throws back his head and laughs to the sky, his spirit stirring mine: “Come, lean on the railing with me and listen to the rain, raise a cup to the wind. Watch as I ride the wind and chase the waves, ready to battle the heavens once more.” This tale is untainted; a gentle gentleman and a graceful lady, the fortress of extraordinary lives is just beginning.

A mischievous boy from a mountain village, a journey of carefree wandering across worlds, a stirring song that resounds through the mortal realm, and a path of cultivation that forges ever onward. In the Northern Sea, there is a fish called the Kun; its size is beyond measure, stretching for thousands of miles. When it transforms into a bird, it is known as the Peng. The Peng’s back spans uncounted distances, and when it rises in wrath, its wings hang like clouds draped across the heavens. This is the evolutionary tale of the Northern Sea.

If the Way is as deep as an abyss, why should I begrudge this mortal body?

Defying the heavens may leave room for exceptions; opposing me offers no chance of survival! Even if you are an immortal, I will make you regret ever being born! ********** ps: The word "Tomb" here refers to a grave.

“How do you think the problem of heresy should be solved?” “Hang the unbelievers and burn them.” “And how do you believe the Church’s purity should be maintained?” “Hang the impure and burn them.” “Lastly, how can we ensure the monarch submits to ecclesiastical authority?” “Hang the defiant and burn them.” “Excellent—we need precisely someone like you.” After answering these three crucial questions, Li Ao, who had just traversed to this world, was immediately draped in a spotless papal robe by a group of men clad in red. They placed the triple tiara upon his head. Before Li Ao could even react, they ushered him onto the throne and knelt before him in reverence. At this, Li Ao panicked. “I only came here for an interview. What are you doing?” “We are electing a Pope,” the cardinals replied.

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