A B-Grade Film Crew Livestreams Its Daily Life, Then a Real Big Shot Crashes the Set

I spent most of my life believing in science. Then one day, the news began reporting strange, inexplicable events.

I thought it was just some unusual lightning and optical phenomena. Who could have guessed the City God next door would manifest, and the River God in a neighboring city would display divine powers?

Ghosts, monsters, demons, and gods appeared one after another.

Just as the world was gripped by fear and confusion,

a powerful Taoist priest descended the mountain with a sword on his back, claiming to be a disciple of the Lord of Mount Tai. He bore Heaven's mandate and would suppress Fengdu.

A young boy wielded a divine edict, vanquishing demons in the mortal world, revealing the way of reincarnation, and telling people where they would go after death.

Western gods came riding the waves across the sea, only to be pinned above the East China Sea by a single sword wielded by an old fisherman.

At that very moment,

at a low-budget film set in Chongqing,

a young man suddenly opened his eyes.

My name is Xiao Ning. I was once one of Earth's missing persons, but now I'm the legitimate heir of the Myriad Ages Dynasty. I've returned after completing my studies.

It's just that something seems to have gone wrong back home lately.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.