When the Stars Return to Their Places, I Cultivate Immortality Through Corruption

After transmigrating into the apocalypse, with zombies surrounding the city, Lin Yuan thought he was just following an ordinary end-of-the-world script.

That was until the day he saw the entire city’s zombies kneel together toward the starry sky, their flesh twisting into blasphemous totems.

Only when the cultivation technique that had inexplicably awakened within him began frantically sounding the alarm did he realize: this wasn’t a biohazard outbreak. Something beyond comprehension had arrived.

Even more terrifying, the deeper he cultivated, the more clearly he could hear the maddening whispers from the depths of the stars.

“Stop cultivating! They’re using your perception to corrupt this world!”

When humanity fired nuclear weapons at the “Evil God,” only to make it split into countless offspring,

Lin Yuan gripped his bloodstained immortal sword and smiled bitterly. “So we’re the seeds sown by the Old Ones...”