Anchor Lord of All Realms

Ten civilizations were torn apart and stuffed into the same sky. Cultivation of immortals, beast control, apocalypse, Cthulhu, machinery - they should have dominated a world alone, but now they are crowded together and hostile to each other. When Lu Chen woke up, he couldn't remember his name. He is the 38th generation sower. The first 37 generations are all dead. His ability is called "Reality Anchor" - it makes all rules invalid. Spiritual power? Format. Spirit beast contract? Tear. Apocalyptic virus? Strip. But every time an anchor is nailed, a memory is lost. His mother's face, his college graduation ceremony, the names of his high school classmates - he is losing his past piece by piece. The immortal cultivators in this world call him "Silver Light Man" and regard him as a natural enemy. The scavengers regard him as an intruder and want to erase his existence. And the truth about the first 37 generations was waiting for him in the purple crack that tore the sky. "The 38th person coming in - don't believe anything the second generation says."