From the Immortal Sect Elders to the Great Road

When I fell into the devil's prison, thousands of bones bowed to me, and the whispers of chaos lingered in my ears. There was also a cold mechanical voice telling me: [The Demon Gate survival simulator is successfully bound, please host hide your identity and survive. From then on, the Immortal Sect regarded me as a heretic, and the Demonic Cultivators regarded me as their co-master. No one knows that I am just a mortal who wants to hide in the miasma and live peacefully.