In a World of Martial Might, My Life Simulator Is Linked to the Primordial World

Jiang Fan, who had transmigrated from Earth to a high-martial world, had a secret: every night, he transmigrated to the Primordial World.

In that world, where Great Golden Immortals were everywhere and Golden Immortals were a dime a dozen, Jiang Fan barely survived, dying ten thousand times.

At last, he brought back earthshaking cultivation and magical treasures from the Primordial World and returned to the high-martial reality.

The school bully clapped him on the shoulder. “Jiang Fan, meet me behind the hill after school. Do you dare?”

Jiang Fan broke out in a cold sweat. “Why did he challenge me? Is he hiding his cultivation? Is there an unparalleled killing formation behind the hill? Is a Sage backing him?”

To protect himself, Jiang Fan set up the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation before school let out, held the Pangu Banner in his hand, and had the Heaven and Earth Pagoda of Exquisite Mystery above his head.

The school bully had barely reached the hill and hadn't even spoken when Jiang Fan struck him with a blast of Chaotic Sword Qi, reducing him to nothingness without leaving even a soul behind.

Looking at the empty hillside, Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. “That was close. I nearly got killed by him.”

The Martial Gods of the world watched the satellite footage of the bottomless crater and fell silent as one.