Other people transmigrate to cultivate immortality with maxed-out spiritual roots and talent, a sign-in System, and an easy path to victory.
Shen Fuchen was different.
His meridians were completely ruined. He couldn't cultivate at all.
But he had two trump cards nobody else did:
First, he could see everyone's System panels, quest prompts, and destiny buffs.
Second, he had a deification mask. Put it on, and he gained the combat strength of a god, killing anyone who stood in his way!
The one drawback: his power was time-limited. Once the duration ran out, he would instantly become a helpless cripple again.
In public, he was a mysterious powerhouse who struck fear into the great immortal sects and dared to fight the Chosen of Heaven head-on.
In private, he had to keep his head down and stay alive, terrified that someone would discover the truth.
"Don't make me put on the mask... If I run out of time, I really will die."
(Note: This is not fan fiction based on Investiture of the Gods. It's an original cultivation story born from a wild idea.)
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