Lin Xian transmigrates to a parallel world overrun by ghosts and monsters.
“Ghosts and monsters? Take this, Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms!”
“What if the ghosts are too powerful? Don’t worry, let me summon an Immortal Lord or Divine Lord!”
“Ah, I’m only a tiny bit stronger than all of you.”
Lin Xian looks around at everyone and declares that not one of them is a worthy opponent.
“Wait, why is he so strong?!”
Everyone is baffled.
As he explores further, secrets long hidden from the world gradually come to light.
“No worries. I’ve got some seriously ruthless tricks up my sleeve.”
Lin Xian smiles, completely unfazed.
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