The Plagiarist

In the year Stardate 1, mankind entered the interstellar age, with interstellar migration, spaceships, alien races, and outer gods...arriving one after another.

By the year Stardate 717, Fang Xing looked out upon the cosmic backdrop teeming with dense armies of foreign races and declared that all aliens, cultivators, tentacles, esoteric teachings, and evil gods would be intimidated by his supreme talent and smashed to pieces with his iron fist...

Well, this is actually the story of a transmigrator, who whimsically dominates many different worlds with the help of his professional panel...

Star Sky Professional

The clouds vanish, rain ceases. Droplets of blood fall to the ground, mingling with the rain, seeping into the parched earth, absorbed instantly.


The once formidable Temple Warrior Lu Zhong now kneels on the ground, his two-handed sword broken in half, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.


All around him, layer upon layer of papermen stretching endlessly…


Lu Zhong glared at Fang Xing, his eyes brimming with fury: "Even if I die fighting today, righteousness will prevail! Someday, my comrades will take your head on my behalf, under the watchful gaze of the Divine…"


Fang Xing seemed intrigued, standing before Lu Zhong: "Temple Warrior… I haven't even asked your name, yet you attack me without discernment… I have decided, I'll capture your soul, bind it to the papermen, and let you suffer eternal torment."


Of course, this was a lie, an opponent of this level wasn't worth such effort.


Chapter 630: Eighteen Levels of Hell (Additional Update Requesting Monthly Tickets)