Earth’s Age of Declining Magic: My Body Holds the Legacy of the Gods

I raised my younger siblings by taking odd jobs, and thought that was all life had in store for me.

That was, until I dug up a map, entered a cave, and discovered another world. The people there said I was a cultivation prodigy, one rarely seen in ten thousand years.

Overjoyed, all I wanted was to earn some spirit stones and give my family a better life.

But when I returned to Earth with cultivation techniques, I discovered that the truth about the world was far more cruel than I had imagined. The ancient ancestors used themselves as bait and spilled their blood across the stars, all to preserve Earth's last spark of life. And this so-called Chaos Divine Physique of mine was never a stroke of luck bestowed by fate. It was the sole hope left in an age at its end.