My enemies are either kneeling or lying down. My name is Gao Zhengyang, the most domineering and unruly person in the universe.

Cosmos...is very cold and dark place. The only thing that brighten eternal darkness of universe are small sparks – stars. Sometimes near such points of light, life is born. From very simple to more and more advanced with time, life is constantly changing, adapting. Almost as irony, common goal of life is to leave safety of nearest spark and spread further and further. So far that nothing can destroy them.

A rain of blood poured down from the sky as the prelude for the end of day.

Sunshine was but only forever a dream whilst the living was filled with eternal crimes.

To survive, the strong plundered till death as the weak struggled for their last breath.

Then, society collapsed as everything began to relapse.

For a piece of stale bread, an olden pure maiden spread her legs.

Humans were only animals as their lusts and greed eternally prevailed.

A man’s soul went back to his former life to face the darkness and survive.

Clad in a dark-blooded coat, he traversed on the path of oaths.

For a hope he forever shielded, he rushed to the last battlefield.

他世袭罔替，却非王侯；他出身世家，却非高门。作为六扇门中的一个牢头儿，他本想老老实实把祖上传下来的这只铁饭碗一代代传承下去，却不想被一个神棍忽悠出了那一方小天地，这一去，便是一个太岁横空出世。 　　杨凌人称杨砍头，杨帆人称瘟郎中，他却有着更多的绰号，疯典史、驴推官、夜天子……，每一个绰号，都代表着他的一个传奇。

A man was transported to Ancient China and eventually became a servant of a declining household without a male heir. He utilized his wits and modern knowledge to help the household and eventually become trapped in the sea of political turmoils of the period.

绝望之中他跃下山崖，试图了结一生，不想却穿越到了一个神奇宏大的武道世界！

三千年后，陈潇已是镇压当世、横扫无敌的绝世大帝，但他却舍毅然舍弃万劫不灭的元始之躯，带着三千年的记忆重回少年时代！

这一世，他不求俯瞰宇宙，只求轰轰烈烈，不负前尘佳人！

Crossing over to the Shrouding the Heavens world and proving the dao of immortality.

Infinity genre, the first world is slightly long.

Spiritual Qi has recovered and the world has changed. Numerous stars tremble, evil spirits have come back to life.

This is a crazy era where monsters and demons walk the earth, former souls of the deceased return to the human world, and the shadow of the end is constantly creeping forth.

——But how come it's as if this isn't the case someplace else?

"If you're going to kill, then kill. If you're going to cut, then cut......AHH, don't come over!!!!"

"Brother Zhou, stop hitting, if you keep hitting, the evil spirit is going to die!"

"Brother Zhou, let it be, let it be, let them off, they're really miserable......"

Su Zhou: "I can't just let it be!"

After all, monsters will die when they're killed.

As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet – Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away…

Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace…

Father Wang: If you’re careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money.

Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.

Lu Yiping was an ancient monk who witnessed the fall of countless powerful gods in the battle of the gods.

Since then, he has been living in seclusion in the ancient forest, practicing day and night, and vowing that he will not come out when he is not strong enough to fight the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth.

One era after another has passed.

A little snake next to him became the ancestor of the dragon clan.

A little girl he adopted became an invincible empress.

One of the swordsmen he pointed out became a sword god who was famous forever.

An old tree he planted at will became the patron saint of the strongest kingdom in history.

The years have changed the vicissitudes of life, one after another strong rises, and generations of strong grow old and perish.

Lu Yiping has been practicing his longevity arts in the deep mountains. Occasionally, he played the guqin, practiced painting, practiced swordsmanship, and looked at the various magical skills and great insights left by the countless gods who perished that year.

Finally, he had cultivated the Longevity Art to the last level, feeling that his strength could fight against the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, and then he walked out of the Sacred Forest.