Demon Path Noah

A lone figure stood silently aboard Noah's Ark, gazing down at the earth.

This was Noah's Ark, a base, a sect, and something that could also be called a Supreme God.

“Survival or death, hope or despair!” The figure turned around, his face set with determination, as if telling the world: “I will survive!”

A massive white bone palace exuded an eerie aura! Piles of bones rose from the ground, and the skeleton guards were once his companions, now long dead.

A churning pool of blood roared in endless, anguished fury! The dreams of the past had all been swallowed within it.

The Soul Sanctuary was eerily quiet, yet held an endless terror. It was a place where souls were toyed with, and no one could face it without feeling their soul tremble.

(This is a post-apocalyptic story with an infinite-worlds adventure as its main plot, about building a base of wondrous structures. It starts a little slowly.) QQ group: 87027583