Deception, betrayal, collusion, lies, marriage, are all tools.

War, friendship, honor, faith, hatred, are all for profit.

The evil king led his soldiers to destroy one country after another .

But before becoming the king, Shen Ming, who just traveled through time, still has many things to do.

For example, kill his brother and father and become the new generation of Earl Haines.

A blade of grass can slash the stars from the sky. A willow tree can transform a blessed land into a paradise. A single peach can grant immortality. In this tainted and evil world, all things are corrupted. Only spiritual roots, favored by heaven and earth, can achieve immortality and longevity! Cultivate the "grain in ear" season, sprout "yellow buds," produce "spiritual roots," grow "palm leaves," blossom "heart flowers," and bear "Tao fruit." Jiang Huan arrives with the dharma form of the wood god Ju Mang. Beginning with the planting of an apricot tree, he cultivates the root of chaos, reaps the supreme Tao fruit, and ascends to the throne of the Blue Emperor.

They say humans are the essence of heaven and earth.

So, shouldn’t our cultivation as a demonic sect be the refinement of essence into qi? This is the true righteous path!

Li Mo accidentally crossed into a world of immortal cultivation and became a demonic cultivator. But fate played its cruel hand—he was struck by the Blood Shadow Curse, destined to become a sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, a pawn in the Sea of Blood Formation, and forever an accomplice of evil.

Just as despair loomed, Li Mo stumbled into a bizarre, apocalyptic world.

A world where demons surged like endless tides, cities floated like lone boats adrift in a blood-red sea, and unending horrors lurked everywhere:

the cursed Skinning City,

the eternal Weeping Blood Spring,

the parasitic Nuo Mask Opera,

and the ominous disasters of the Red and White Wedding Dresses.

To righteous cultivators, this was a nightmare.

To Li Mo, it was paradise—an endless trove of supreme materials that demonic cultivators could only dream of.

At that moment, he felt as if he had truly ascended to heaven.

Years later, besieged on all sides by the so-called righteous sects, Li Mo finally came to understand…

[No heroine's love line][No realm system][Villain protagonist][Occasionally recite poetry]

"So what if I'm dead? Isn't it the same as using your own corpse to revive the soul?"

The living have to know how to calculate, and the dead have to follow the rules - Li Huo happened to have all of them.

Everyone who met him, whether human or ghost, said he was evil, but little did they know that this was the way for the dead to seek life.

"Want to become an immortal? First you have to learn how to fool people!"

Little did they know that becoming an immortal did not necessarily mean one would be invincible...

Eerie and ferocious ghosts and evil spirits, twisted and bizarre people and their supernatural powers.

No matter good or evil, right or wrong, it is just a matter of thought. It is all about doing what one wants and pursuing immortality.