I, the King of All Realms, Am Wearing a Piece of Trash

Lin Mo died and was beaten to death on the rooftop by a group of rich second-generation people. He was like a dead dog and no one collected his body. When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were burning with a cold fire that would last for three thousand years. Yan Wuji, the supreme master of all realms, had awakened in his body. What kind of school bully, wealthy family, or ancient martial arts family? Would a being who could shatter stars with a palm in his previous life be afraid of these ants? While others were still fighting for the third level of ancient martial arts, he had already re-cultivated the Chaos Creation Technique and could bear nuclear bombs with his physical body. When geniuses from all walks of life were vying to be his stepping stone, he crushed the Zhao family's genius with his backhand and exploded the ring with one punch. Everyone thought he was an inspirational story of a waste's comeback. Only Lin Mo knew that in three years, the alien demon god would come to the world. And the truth behind his rebirth is a dead end that spans three thousand years. Why did my best friend in my previous life stab me in the back? What kind of bloodline does the school beauty hide in this life? Whose is that sleeping eye under the city? In this life, God will kill God if he stands in his way, and he will kill demon if he stands in the way of devil. Whoever dares to touch his people will be denied a chance of reincarnation - the title of the Supreme of All Realms is never in vain. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.