The Whole World Is Cultivating as Mortals, Only I Am Training My Fists

The world had been at peace for thirty million years. The Heavenly Dao thought it was already dead.

One day, the sky split open, and four words rang out from the heavens: "The rules have changed." Spiritual energy from thousands of miles away surged back into the mortal world. Every cultivator's realm skyrocketed on the spot. Everyone thought the heavens had bestowed a great opportunity, and celebrated in delight for three days.

Three days later, the whole world discovered something terrifying: the higher one's cultivation, the weaker one became.

The Great Emperor couldn't push open the door to his own meditation room. The Sword Immortal couldn't hold on to his sword. The Nascent Soul Patriarch needed help getting out of bed. Worse still, spiritual energy kept pouring into people's bodies, and they couldn't refuse it. The more gifted you were, the faster you absorbed it. The higher your realm soared, the more completely useless you became.