I'm Fighting the Ten-Thousand-Year Corpse Immortal? For Real?

This world is home to countless undying monsters that feed on human vitality. They are called Corpse Mages. For thousands of years, practitioners of magic have fought them, only to end in failure.

That is, until a soul from another world transmigrates here.

"Habit makes you numb, and numbness leads to corruption."

"Against hunger that lasts for endless ages, the will has no chance of winning."

"Kin turn against kin, and friends forsake friends."

Confronted by the will of causality in this world, Wan Li, who transmigrated here, can't help but say...

I'm supposed to fight the Ten-Thousand-Karma Corpse Immortal? Seriously?

Note: This book draws on the settings of Sun and Moon in the Wrong and the World of Traditional Martial Arts. It can basically be read as a crossover fanfic of those two books, though you can still enjoy it without having read them.

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