The End of the Immortal Age? I'll Follow the Martial Path!

I transmigrated and became a convict soldier in a place of exile, on the verge of starving to death.

In this world, spiritual energy has been tainted by poison, the immortal path has ended, martial arts are just beginning to rise, and the road ahead is unclear.

Fortunately, I possessed a “Myriad Things Furnace.”

It could devour all things, refine and purify them. Nothing could escape its maw, and nothing could remain untransformed.

Soil, stubborn stones, poisonous plants, the bones of beasts… all could become resources for my martial path, and could even perfectly resolve the “spiritual poison” that drove all living beings to despair.

Thus, in the quietest of places, I began my “steady” path to immortality.

In a remote frontier town, I ate soil and refined stones, lurking like a ghost, and “died without a sound” in everyone’s eyes.

Amid the storms of the dynasty, I became a shadow, quietly acquiring lost ancient texts and secret arts, until, unbeknownst to anyone, I became the only “innate” expert in this world.

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I have always firmly believed: never stand beneath a dangerous wall, never contend for a moment’s pride, hide beneath the Nine Earths, and only then can you move above the Nine Heavens.