I Become the Ancestor in the Apocalypse

The corporate drone who was fired from his company was the first to draw the Xuanyuan Sword after the apocalypse arrived.

From the start, he kicked the Eagle Nation's representative into the ruins, then won over the spirit world's number-one sly fox, who had been imprisoned for eight hundred years, with a spicy hot pot feast.

When the Footbath Chicken's representative knelt and begged to cooperate, he smiled. "Tell your prime minister to come in person."

When an elder of the Blood Moon Demon Sect from the spirit world came after him, he pulled out the Ten Thousand Thunders Summoning Talisman. "I hear you think you're tough?"

The whole world watched live as representatives from a hundred countries looked on.

Lin Feng stood atop the ruins, Xuanyuan Sword in hand. Behind him, powerful beings from the spirit world trembled in fear; before him, representatives from countries across the globe knelt in rows.

"From today on, Huaxia will rule the apocalypse."

"If you disagree, come and test me."

But I advise you not to, because my sword doesn't care who you are.

From then on, representatives of every country trembled at the sight of him, while the great powers of the spirit world fled at the mere mention of his name.

And Lin Feng thought about only one thing every day:

What prize will I draw today?