My Soul Crossed Into a Mass Grave, and the Heavenly Dao Begged Me Not to Devour the Primordial World

The protagonist was once Earth's most wretched simp. He spent ten years working himself to the bone to support his girlfriend, only to be betrayed. In the end, his fingers were severed, and he was tossed aside like trash. While driving to take revenge by crashing into his enemy, his soul crossed into the Long Life Realm's mass grave. This body had likewise been tortured to death by its fiancée and cousin, and only its left hand could still move.

Just then, the Chaos Pearl, a supreme treasure that had lain dormant in the body's sea of consciousness, awoke.

Its spirit bestowed the Chaos True Scripture upon him, and from that moment, he began his rise.

Starting as a menial disciple, he walked across mountains of corpses, refined Nascent Souls, and shattered the Immortal Alliance… From Earth's cataclysm to the Immortal Realm's campaign against him, his path was strewn with the bones of beautiful women… Back then, the mighty experts of the Spirit Realm mocked him, saying he would never ascend within fifty years. Little did they know that one day he would build a bridge of bones and stand alone against the heavens!

When he tore open the sky, he finally understood: the path to immortality was a game of chess, the great calamities were a deception, and even the Heavenly Dao was nothing but a cage!

“Since the Heavenly Dao is a prison…” The Chaos Pearl roared above his head as the walls of the Primordial Realm cracked. “…then I'll bury this heaven!”

As the Myriad Worlds crumbled beneath his devouring power, a desperate wail came from the depths of the Chaos World:

“Please… leave the Primordial Realm a way to survive!”

He chuckled and brushed the cracks on the pearl, where a bloodstained little white flower was embedded. “Why are you crying? You're next… I'll eat you!”