The Demon Ancestor sacrificed the apocalypse. What's wrong with enjoying a little comfort?
The Demon Ancestor was reborn, not to escape, but because he knew how the world would end and chose to die in a better way.
But the chains of fate and the turning gears left him nowhere to hide.
Drugging and kidnapping, switching a crown prince at birth, returning to his old trade and becoming a self-made tycoon.
So whether as the master of the righteous world's power or the ghostly lord of the underworld, or in the business world,
it could only be him: Wan Heming.
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Prologue:
After billions of eras had passed, this world finally reached its end. Its source energy dried up and its resources were exhausted. Those who broke through to immortality and became emperors all set foot on that mysterious land, their fates unknown.
Only many others with the potential to become half-emperors remained, unwilling to be trapped here. And so a slaughter among the powerful began, with neither enemies nor allies spared, and no boundaries between territories respected.
Sects fell apart, order collapsed. People killed anyone they saw and seized anything they could. No one could stay out of it.
The strong made the world run with blood. The weak became resources for others.
The Demon Ancestor stood in the final battle, atop millions of skeletons.
He said he would be the last person standing in this world.
He said he would seize this world's resources, even if it all came to nothing.
All that comes to nothing returns to the Great Dao. So he thought: ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Of course, if life could really be changed just by wishing for it, he would succeed, and so would you.
