To those transmigrators who became Pikachu, Charmander, Squirtle, and the like, Lin Hao says: You guys are unbelievably weak.
The moment I transmigrated, I became the Creator God himself, Arceus.
While everyone else marvels at the cultivation talents of the various saints and saintesses, Lin Hao says: Everyone here is trash.
While one cultivator is still wondering which spirit beast to make a pact with, Lin Hao says: I've already got a whole crowd of underlings. Rayquaza, Ho-Oh, Lugia, and the like are all begging and pleading to be my lackeys.
In this perilous fantasy world, Lin Hao says he's under a lot of pressure. Whenever something happens, his lackeys all fight to take care of it, leaving him with nothing to do but act cute every day!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Arceus is pretty cool without stone slabs, right?
Six-winged Flame Tiger, are you sure you are not Emperor Yan?