I Transmigrated as Hongjun, and the Primordial World Is So Weak I Don't Dare Breathe

Hong Jun wakes up to discover that he has become Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor of the Primordial World and the primordial ruler of the laws of immortality. His cultivation is real, and a single breath from him could remake chaos. But why is this Primordial World so different from what he imagined?

The East Sea is a little ditch, the Ancestral Dragon a tiny loach, and Mount Buzhou a crooked mound of dirt. The Three Pure Ones can be knocked over by the wind when they fly, while the Ancestral Witches and Demon Emperors fight like villagers brawling at the entrance to town. Though he is a Sage of the Great Dao, he lives on tenterhooks, afraid that one sneeze might shake this ramshackle world out of existence.

While questioning his life beside the "East Sea," he receives an invitation to join the Myriad Worlds Hack-a-Chat Group. The group is even more chaotic: an unlucky Traveler begs for a change of fate, the Galactic Baseballer calls for a fight against Phantylia, transmigrator Zhang Sanfeng praises him without question, and the engineer-monk Tang Sanzang considers making a sound cannon using Wukong's awful singing...

Hong Jun decides to sit back and enjoy the show. He casually sends pebbles and weeds as red packets, but the group members treat them as supreme treasures, their power surges, and their wild imaginings about him reach new heights. Only then does Hong Jun belatedly realize: Things that pass through his hands might really be a little different?

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