[Dungeons + Evil Gods + Invincible + Unlimited Ability Draws]
Yang Yuan was unexpectedly murdered and awakened the Immortal Evil God Incubation System. But just as the System arrived, supernatural trials suddenly descended, forcing everyone to take part in a global super-exam.
Reality seamlessly merged with the supernatural. Faced with terrifying ghost-and-god trial dungeons, some people became “Hundred-Ton King Knights” who could merge with their vehicles, some awakened the S-rank “Sky-Riding Heavenly Venerable” class, and others danced with their swords in the rain, cleaving open the heavens with a single strike.
Yang Yuan, however, had unlimited abilities. As long as he had evil energy, he could draw as many abilities as he wanted and do whatever he pleased.
“Copper Skin and Iron Bones,” “Easy Does It,” “Greasy Face,” and “Free and Unfettered Extreme Pride”: he could combine all sorts of bizarre abilities at will.
From then on, Yang Yuan braved alone the deadly situations that gave everyone else only a slim chance of survival.
All the ghosts and monsters that terrified others? He drained them dry!
What, a century-old female fiend? A thousand-year-old empress? A dungeon’s female boss?
Yang Yuan forced the female ghosts into servitude, branded every one of them, and turned them into tireless engines for the Evil God!
While the descendants of other supernatural experts were still living off their ancestors’ achievements as they fought over territory, Yang Yuan had already quietly turned the deadly dungeons into his backyard.
When every university was converted into a school for supernatural professions, Yang Yuan stunned the crowd with his dual SSS-rank classes.
He slew evil ghosts, cut down flood dragons, and swept through the battlefield of the National Fate contest.
Yang Yuan was immortal and indestructible, growing stronger with every fight.
When a world-level dungeon descended, the Twelve Demon Gods trampled heaven and earth, and the threat of annihilation swept across the globe, everyone fell into despair.
But Yang Yuan tore open the sky with his Evil God’s body and poked his head through, flashing a wicked smile. “You... think you deserve to call yourselves gods?”
