A Special Forces Soldier Transmigrates into a Good-for-Nothing and Becomes Invincible

As stars fell and strange flames reignited, a young man abandoned by his family awoke in a desolate forest on a cold night, a wisp of chaotic light quietly turning in his palm. Once a champion soldier from another world, he was now the most insignificant speck of dust on the Xuanqiong Continent.

Newly arrived at the Tianshu Academy, he crawled like an ant beneath the feet of geniuses, while mockery and indifference formed a prison around him. Yet inside him, the “Spirit Source Space,” born at the dawn of chaos, was quietly devouring the world's resources and turning dead branches and fallen leaves into power that defied heaven. Within its hundredfold time flow, he honed his sword in illusions and tempered his soul in hidden sanctums.

His turning point began with a bloody battle. Facing an unrivaled genius invading from another world, he reversed a deadly crisis with his replication ability, his sword flashing like a river of stars pouring down. As his name rose to fame, schemes followed close behind. Sect oppression, bloodline backlash, the burden on his soul: every step forward brought tearing pain. He once turned white-haired overnight, and once sat alone beside a barren grave for three days without a word, trying to calm the collapse of his consciousness caused by spiritual energy run amok.

If fate is a game of chess, then he is the forgotten piece. From a good-for-nothing to an unrivaled powerhouse, from a rising star at the academy to the ruler of all realms, he swept across countless planes and shattered the shackles of the heavens. And when he stood before the gates of the Divine Realm, gazing at the door to supreme existence, only one question remained in his heart:

**If this isn't what I want, why did it have to be me?**