I transmigrated into the Primordial World, with a cannon-fodder fate from the start. With no spiritual roots or backing, I became a locust tree that could not move.
Fierce beasts roamed everywhere, and the saints set the rules. Any minor calamity could grind me to dust.
At the end of my rope, I awakened the Puppet Overlord System. While others painstakingly cultivated, sought enlightenment, and fought over innate treasures, I walked the path of puppetry alone.
I casually refined fierce beasts and spirits into foot soldiers, then transformed fierce beasts, ancient Dragon-Phoenixes, and fallen Demon Emperors into top-tier battle puppets. Even fallen fiends and the remains of immortals and gods were all brought under my command, utterly loyal and immune to backlash.
During the War of the Lich Clans, while everyone else hid, my countless puppets covered the skies and went head-to-head with Taiyi and Dijun. During the Calamity of Investiture of the Gods, the immortals and gods of the Chan and Jie Sects all became tools of war at my disposal.
I relied neither on my own cultivation nor on a saintly patron. A million puppets swept through the myriad races of the Primordial World. When saints came to pressure me, I simply brought out a unit of puppets to stand in formation against them.
Starting as an ant in a barren mountain, I used puppets to evade every deadly trap of the great calamities, brought mighty beings from across the heavens under my control, and ultimately broke free of the Heavenly Dao's constraints. I founded the Puppet Dao and became the one and only supreme being in the Primordial World.
