Cultivation Begins From The Desert - Chapter 853 - 836: Spectacular Scenes of the Ice Cave!

The leader of the thousand demons, the Demon God Chun YeoWoon. Due to an unfortunate accident, he had been sent to the distant future.

[WARNING: R-18 | Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult scenes]In a vast and dangerous world devastated by the Four Great Ancient Mysteries, who can survive without shattering into pieces? Who would be unlucky enough to face chaos itself?Mitsuki Kirishima is the greatest gamer in history—the absolute best of them all. Behind the screen he is arrogant and sarcastic, a full-fledged hikikomori. In real life, however, he has two small problems. One of them is his appearance: no matter what he does, he looks like a pale girl with dark circles under his eyes!One night he received a strange email. Thinking it was something serious, he ended up accepting a promotion for a mysterious video game called “Crimson Souls.” Big mistake. When he went to sleep that night, he felt something strange. And when he opened his eyes… he was somewhere completely unfamiliar!But that wasn’t even the strangest part—there was a system tattooed on his arm.Now, armed with what seem to be trash-tier abilities, he ventures into the castle of an ancient kingdom long devastated by the Ash. There, he will discover his fate under the title of “King of the Void,” along with potential companions who are completely out of their minds.Ah… and the final problem is that his social skills are practically nonexistent.What will happen to this weak gamer in this new world?NO YURI / NO YAOI / NO NTR

Su Xing traveled through ten years in time and secretly checked in for ten years at Tianquan Peak. He thought he could continue to develop, but he suddenly got three junior sisters.

He fell, but he did not die.At least, not in the way he expected.The world he hated spat him out into another, a place where the sky bleeds, where gods are fractured, and where names weigh heavier than lives.Here, he is someone else.Someone cursed.Someone forgotten.Yet in the ruins of memory and the echo of laughter that was never his, a strange truth coils:that death is not an ending,but a beginning far crueler.A book without pages.A family without love.A body that doesn’t belong to him,and a voice in the dark that whispers of eternity.