From the Start, I Had the Huaxia Hall of Heroes: One Punch Shatters the Gods

Three hundred years after spiritual qi revival began on Blue Star, rifts to other worlds appeared and myriad races invaded. Only those who awaken divine favor and contract with the heroic spirits of their nation’s ancestors can wield extraordinary power.

Yet Chinese civilization suffered the cataclysm of the Great Annihilation. A thousand years of texts were burned, the divine lineage was severed, and other nations mocked China as a “godless, forsaken land,” subjecting it to exploitation and oppression.

Su Han, who transmigrated to this world, made contact during his awakening ceremony with the “Hall of Chinese Heroic Spirits” within him, which held five thousand years of glorious Chinese history.

Other people’s summoners: cowering in the back row, chanting long incantations, and desperately begging for a tank to protect them.

Su Han looked at the sleeping First Emperor, the Hegemon King, the God of War, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Xingtian, and Sui Ren in the hall, then turned around and refined the first drop of “Yanhuang Ancestral Blood”!

“Invite the gods into my body, and forge the Heavenly Court from flesh and blood!”

“If this world has forgotten our ancestors, then I’ll use my own flesh and blood to trample the gods for China!”

From the start, he possesses a divine strength of fifty thousand jin, tears apart abyssal beasts with his bare hands, and slams holy angels into the ground. When the commander of the Western Divine Court crosses the sea to attack, he sees Su Han holding a Titan’s head in one hand, with three thousand fiendish divine phantoms blotting out the sky behind him. “How many punches can your so-called true gods take?”