Xuanhuan: I'm the Chief Senior Brother

Xu Changqing accidentally transmigrated to a world of immortal heroes and martial arts. With every breakthrough, he could fuse with a different persona.

A towering, bearded man wielding a massive axe appeared in a vision, surrounded by an aura of primordial vastness. Who was he?

A middle-aged scholar appeared, his hair neatly tied back with a ribbon and a scroll in his hand. His awe-inspiring aura of righteousness drew countless scholars to bow before him.

The phantom of an old Daoist sat cross-legged atop a Taiji diagram, Daoist insight flowing around him. It seemed as though something terrifying was being forged in the furnace beside him.

When one phantom persona after another from the myriad heavens appeared, Xu Changqing realized that time itself no longer had an equal to oppose him.

"You want to compete with me in alchemy?" A purple-gold Bagua furnace slowly appeared from the void.

"You want to compete with me in swordsmanship?" A shout rang out: "Sword, come!" Three million sword immortals filled the sky, and even they had to bow their heads before me.

"You want to debate the Dao with me?" One sentence, "I am the Dao," sent countless bolts of thunder rumbling across the sky.

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