I Woke Up at a Ghost Wedding, and the Painted-Skin Demon Called Me Her Husband

The sky collapsed, and disasters erupted everywhere.

The whole world was transformed beyond recognition overnight.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, scorching heat, bitter cold... and plants and animals that had mutated.

There were also ferocious beasts from other worlds, supernatural creatures, and unfathomable horrors.

Meng Yuan transmigrates into this world, only to find himself from the start at a ghost wedding.

White candles flicker, and white wedding characters hang all around.

A cold wind lifts the blood-red veil of the beautiful bride before him.

Staring at her exquisite face, at once coy and joyful, and her lips with bits of broken bone and flesh caught in their corners, Meng Yuan can only stiffen and force out a smile.

“My lady, it is still early. Could we wait a little longer before retiring?”