System + transmigration + sign-in + Primordial World
On the eastern shore of the Primordial World, a young man in a blue robe tumbles out of a rift in space and time. Ling Hao looks at the battlefield, where claws and scales fly. The Ancestral Dragon’s ten-thousand-zhang true form is clashing with Yuan Feng’s flames that scorch the heavens when the System’s notification explodes in his mind:
“Ding! Beginner’s gift pack delivered:
1. Chaos Bell, complete world-creating divine artifact
2. Primordial Dao Scripture, a Great Dao-level cultivation technique
3. Primordial Fruit of the Dao, peak Daluo Golden Immortal”
Just as a dragon general’s bloodstained claw comes crashing down on him, the Chaos Bell above Ling Hao’s head gives a soft ring.
“Clang!”
Time and space freeze. The pressure of a Daluo Golden Immortal sweeps across the Eight Directions, and the phantom of a Chaos Green Lotus rises in the center of the battlefield. The Ancestral Dragon’s slit pupils contract in shock. “The Chaos Bell? Who are you?” Ling Hao stands in midair with his hands behind his back, primordial yellow energy coiling around his fingertips. “I am Ling Hao. From today on, I will rewrite the rules of the Primordial World!”
