Rebirth of Doomsday Cultivation

The remnant soul of the golden elixir boss traveled to the end of the world... Horrifying zombie populations, mutated humans with ulterior motives, and ever-changing alienated animals and plants are all looking for hope for survival in the apocalypse. Others mutate, but I cultivate immortality "It penetrates the palm of the left hand and affects the meridians of the entire arm. A small matter can be solved with a healing charm." "My left eye was burned by fire poison and I was almost blind. It's a trivial matter. I just happened to be practicing the False Eye Technique." "The internal organs of the body are slightly damaged. It's a minor matter. Just meditate for three days and nourish yourself with spiritual energy." "The right leg bone is broken and the body is extremely anemic. A powerful cow magic pill is guaranteed to cure the disease. Small things are all small things." "Find a place with abundant spiritual energy and practice hard for five hundred years, and I will definitely be able to break through the Nascent Soul." "Well, the ordinary world, a soulless place, fuck me" (New writers, please support me) (Any similarity is purely coincidental)