World Erosion: Immortal Arts in My Left Hand, Forbidden Spells in My Right

Transmigrate as a genius?

Yeah, right!

The immortal sects call me a once-in-a-millennium prodigy, while the Magic Council hails me as the chosen one.

Immortal arts in my left hand, forbidden spells in my right. I'm swimming in resources, and powerful big shots are lining up to be my backers.

Then I broke into an ancient ruin and saw an Immortal Emperor and a God of Magic cuddling up and chatting like old friends.

That's when I found out: the top brass of both worlds have been one big happy family all along!

Their supposed rivalry is an act. Their supposed genius is a sacrifice.

They raised me for a hundred years, all so they could use my life to top up the Heavenly Dao.

I crushed the Origin Pearl in my Violet Palace and burst out laughing.

“So you want to sacrifice me...”

“Perfect. I'm short a few gods to use as stepping stones.”