The Infinite Calamity: From the Start, I Flee the World-Destroying Ashen Fog

Imagine a real-life poison zone, as the apocalypse sweeps in.

The sky is blotted out, mountains collapse and the earth splits, not a blade of grass survives, and all things dissolve!

Don't think that even a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment can do anything but watch helplessly as a vast cultivation dynasty is swallowed whole. Golden Core cultivators vanish in the blink of an eye.

Skilled in the Wind and Thunder Escape technique, he takes advantage of the chaos to loot the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, then joins up with his sect, Danyang Valley, and flees at once.

From then on, all he can do is run! Run, run, run!

He gulps down pills to fly faster, fleeing like mad!

He doesn't need to outrun the other cultivators, but he absolutely has to escape the deadly poison zone!

A touch means death. A brush means doom. This is a journey of flight, and nothing else.

As one great world after another is destroyed and devoured, where can he flee to find safety?

In the midst of despair after despair, how many people can hold on, body and soul, with any hope of survival?

When will the shrill screams of countless trillions of living beings finally end?

Yet this is only the beginning!

There are even internal and external threats! The strong prey on the weak without restraint!

To grow stronger and survive, to ascend and escape!

Ordinary people suffer first, followed by low-level cultivators.

The various worlds turn on each other first, all seeking to pool their resources and break through to ascension.

Demonic overlords refine entire worlds, starry-sky bandits sweep through entire worlds, celestial demons devour entire worlds...

All of them join forces with the local powerhouses to attack other worlds...

The lower realms descend into war, and countless races are plunged into misery...

"All my life, I've committed countless evils and piled up deep sins just to survive. Is there still any hope of ascending?"