The Dead Walk in the Southern Song

[No System + no transmigration + wish fulfillment]

Lin’an is full of corpses. The powerful have sealed off the city. The walking dead are everywhere. Where is the empire now?

The beggar Lu Qianchuan swallows the Grand Ancestor’s forbidden pill and cultivates the Nine Forms of Calamity and Ashes. A flame-pattern brands his palm, and every seven days his body burns.

Feuds in the martial world, schemes at court, and Jin secrets all rise and fall amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Clad in armor and wielding a blade, he fights his way alone through the Great Song. A million zombies lie beneath his feet, and his blade points toward the last breath of life in this rotten world.

Lu Qianchuan: “Are kings and nobles born to rule? They’ve all turned into man-eating ghosts, so what’s the point of asking about their bloodlines?!”