The uncanny invades, and the apocalypse descends. Only those who awaken powerful classes can survive.
The genius Li Xiaoyao, however, turned down offers from five god-tier classes at his awakening ceremony and chose the most good-for-nothing one: Daoist!
The moment his skill panel appeared, showing [Corpse Driving], [Paper Effigy Making], and [Spirit Medium Dance], the whole room burst out laughing.
His sworn brother cut ties with him, and his girlfriend looked at him with disdain!
Even the state cut off his path to advancement!
Everyone thought he was doomed to spend the rest of his life working in the apocalypse's funeral trade, rotting away at the bottom of society.
But no one knew that this Daoist was nothing like the one they imagined.
The corpses he drove weren't ordinary corpses, but thousand-year-old jiangshi that never decayed!
The paper figures he made weren't paper, but ghosts and gods that could seize souls and take lives!
The spirits he summoned weren't just any spirits, but the very gods of Heaven, summoned by imperial decree!
The talismans he drew weren't ordinary charms, but divine thunder from the highest heavens, wielded as Heaven's punishment!
When a nation-ending uncanny invasion struck the city, the mage god fell, the sword saint bled out, and the whole country sank into despair.
The “funeral Daoist” everyone had scorned stepped forward, Daoist aura swirling around him.
He raised a finger, and ten thousand talismans blotted out the sky, transforming into a mighty flood of heavenly thunder!
“You uncanny gods dare claim this world as your own!”
“Have you even asked the Five Thunders in my palm, or the sun and moon in the pot at my waist?”
In that moment, he became the law of the world itself, suppressing the source of the uncanny with a single hand.
Those who had once cast him aside and mocked him now trembled, speechless:
“And you call that a good-for-nothing class?!”
Not bad, worth watching.