My Deskmate Chose a Divine Inheritance, So I Chose the True Form of an Ancestral Witch

[Gods Descend + Extreme Body Cultivation + Violent Aesthetics + Ruthless Slaughter]

In an age where gods reign supreme and magic runs rampant, body cultivators with no affinity for the elements are good-for-nothings abandoned by the gods.

As gods and demons return, everyone prays for divine blessings before the Stele of Divine Will.

His deskmate awakens the legacy of the Thunder God, and the campus belle basks in an angel's holy light. Only Meng Huang is rejected by every god and Buddha in the heavens, becoming the target of endless ridicule.

If the gods won't save me, I'll cultivate my body on my own!

Meng Huang bypasses the lofty gods and Buddhas entirely and reaches the absolute taboo sealed deep within the Stele of Divine Will by the gods working together: the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

He fuses with their true forms and cultivates the Nine Transformations of Profound Power, using the raw strength of his body to embody the Law of Strength.

While everyone else is still laboriously chanting lengthy magic spells, Meng Huang has already shattered the void with a single punch in his towering Witch Clan form.

When the arrogant gods finally descend upon Blue Star to reap the faith of all humanity, they are met by a pair of iron hands capable of tearing divine godheads apart with bare fingers.

Meng Huang crushes the gods in his grasp and looks down at the trembling gods and Buddhas with a mocking grin. “What kind of damn false gods think they can toy with the laws in front of me?”