Reborn and Picked up the Little Dragon Girl

The spiritual energy is revived. But not what people think. There is no immortality, no ascension, no immortality. The replenished spiritual energy between heaven and earth is like a knife cutting off old dreams, cutting into pieces the fantasy of human beings who have been immortals for thousands of years. What human beings have awakened are the powers originating from the soul - some can control fire, some can freeze time and space, some can spy on memories, and some can weave illusions. At the same time, plants began to grow wildly and animals began to mutate. This is not the script humans expect. Those remnants from the old era who have survived to this day - the immortal cultivators who once made all the changes in the era when spiritual energy was abundant, the strange creatures that were once recorded as "auspicious" in ancient books - they hide in the depths of the secret realm, being eroded inch by inch by the new spiritual energy. Those things that crawled out of the ruins, those ancient monsters whose essence was distorted by the new spiritual energy, opened their fangs in the city. In his previous life, Zhou Anjin lived for forty-three years. He has seen the best of times. In the last moments of peace before the end of the world, people still believed that tomorrow would be better. He has also seen the worst of times, when the door to the secret realm burst open, and creatures from the old world that had been eroded into monsters poured out like a tide, crushing the last stronghold of mankind into powder. Then he woke up, before it all started. He was ready. But there was one thing he failed to calculate. When he opened the door of his rental house early in the morning and was about to embark on the road that he had explored with forty years of blood and tears in his previous life, a pitiful little dragon girl was standing at the door of his house.