Unholy_Dragon_God

"My Fate, My Hands, The Heavenly Dao will not squeeze me down a pathetic path to my doom."

Long Wei, the young master and crown prince of the Imperial Haven Empire, faces a challenging path to greatness. Despite being blessed with incredible talents like the Void Dragon-Phoenix God bloodline, Eternal Void Meridians, Transcendent Dao Physique, and Heaven Shrouding Eyes, he finds himself at odds with the Heavenly Dao. It feels as though fate is mocking him.

As Long Wei strives to reach the top, he encounters adversaries who rise from obscurity, armed with unimaginable artifacts and abilities that rival his own. Enemies, hailing from the future aim to thwart his plans and bring about his downfall. System Wielders seek to exploit his talents for their own gains, while Transmigrators are determined to put an end to him. Additionally, he must confront his own set of enemies and ancient monsters who covet his talents to advance their own cultivation.

To achieve godhood, Long Wei must delve deep within himself and face perilous battles, intricate schemes, and mysterious secrets that trace back to the ancient Chaos Era—the very beginning of the Myriad Realms. His success depends solely on his own determination, as the Heavens have turned their back on him.

Will Long Wei overcome the dangers that lie ahead, or will he succumb to the doom that awaits him?.

I'm a Young Master, so what?

Long Wei's feet crunched against the scorching hot earth beneath him as Flame Qi wrapped around him, attempting to leave deep red marks on the few exposed patches of his flesh under his robes, but to no avail.

Senior Sister Mei had informed him that each of the five different realms of the Library were referred to as Isles, similar to normal libraries, and each beast he encountered was a technique scroll.

He took a moment to gaze at the dreadfully beautiful sight stretching across four thousand miles of deep reddish soul, teeming with scorching hot lava that spewed thick motes of black carbon into the air.

Eerie volcanoes, enormous in size, served as the home to a vast array of Flame-type beasts, each representing a different technique.

Tapping the ground lightly, Long Wei's figure dressed in black vanished from the sight of the weaker mortal disciples on the viewing platform.

Is this It?