Transmigrating to Primordial Chaos: While Others Cultivate Immortality, I Train in Martial Arts

He accidentally transmigrates to a time before the Primordial World existed, becoming an egg in the chaos.

A System golden finger? Sure~ But what the heck, why is it a martial arts System?

Nine Yin Manual? One Yang Finger? Come on, are you messing with me?

With gods and Buddhas filling the skies and monsters running rampant, are you seriously telling me to use Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms on a dragon? Or Iron Sand Palm against an ancestral shaman?

Bro, listen. You've been cultivating the Dao for three years, right? What good has that done you? I'll teach you Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms. Give me that useless technique of yours to use as kindling.

Little bro, take your big brother's advice. Practicing One Yang Finger is absolutely goated…

Little sis, this Blazing Cloud Palm is perfect for you.

So everyone else cultivates immortality, while I practice martial arts…

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.