Transmigrate to the Wounded Hour: From the Start, I Snatch Merit!

Transmigrated as the God of Time, who was gravely wounded after the Battle of Creation and fled into the river of time.

He hides in the Primordial World, quietly siphoning merit and seizing opportunities to heal his injuries.

Luo Hou self-destructs during the war between the Dao and the Demons? I get there first and protect the Western ley lines.

Luo Hou transforms into an Outer Heavenly Demon? I seal him away and take the merit for myself.

At the sermon in the Purple Heaven Palace, I watch coldly and scoff: Hongjun’s teachings are nothing but a lesser path.

The battle between the Wu and the Yao ends with Mount Buzhou collapsing and the Primordial World shattered.

Just as all living beings fall into despair, a figure spanning past, present, and future slowly steps forth.

Shichen strides out of the river of time, cloaked in the golden light of merit accumulated through ten thousand ages. His towering form spans heaven and earth, rivaling Pangu himself.

He gives a soft laugh, his voice shaking the ages: “I, Shichen, will shoulder all the merit for mending the heavens.”