I'm Really Not a White-Bone Spirit

Bloody thorns, dawn wind and waning moon. Wang Er* woke up from a scarlet world, only to find that he had turned into a white withered skeleton. Am I a white-bone spirit? Wait, Bai Jingjing! Long live! Bite! The Chaos Demon System was successfully bound. My golden finger has arrived. From then on, Wang Er* began to practice with a body of withered bones. Thousands of years of reincarnation, the sun, moon, and stars rotate and move, and all the vicissitudes of life turn into dust. "I don't have the right to choose between heaven and hell, I only have the fate of being chosen!" The eternal devil, the emperor of all demons, among the bright stars, only Wang Er* with silver hair like snow can be seen, looking down at the world. If heaven had not given birth to my king Er*, the demonic path would last forever like a long night. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.