Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World

Just as Song Yan was despairing of his tragic future, a mechanical sound appeared in his mind

"Is that it? Golden finger?"

"System?"

Song Yang was confused and then ecstatic.

He knows very well what the 'System' means. That's the benefit of a time traveler; even though he was a Mercenary King, he sometimes read a few novels in his spare time.

Ignoring Song Yang's ecstasy, the system continued:

[Ding, the Reputation System has been successfully activated].

"Reputation System, it doesn't seem that powerful," muttered Song Yang.

Compared to the novels he used to read in his previous life, which had systems like:

10,000x return system

Myriad Worlds System

Infinite loot system

A reputation system seems... weaker in comparison.

"Besides, reputation? Does that mean I have to have a good reputation?"

Song Yang thought. He wasn't a kind person; on the contrary, he was someone who licked blood off his knife and killed without blinking.

If he was asked to be kind to ordinary people and increase his reputation among them, it would be worse than killing him.

Without noticing Song Yang's disappointment, the system continued to explain:

[The Reputation System allows the host to accumulate points through their kind or cruel actions, which spread among people]

[Basically, as long as others know their reputation, the host will be rewarded with reputation points]

Song Yang heaved a sigh of relief as he realized that he wouldn't have to become a kind person. He wasn't sure why he had a certain aversion to kind people; perhaps something in his previous life had caused it.

However, faced with the situation he found himself in, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious and asked the system:

"System, don't you have a gift pack for beginners?"

While talking to the system, Song Yang looked around anxiously. The last memory he had of his original body was of being killed while walking down the street.

Now, he found himself in a small abandoned house, and one question persisted in his mind:

How did I get here?

However, he was completely powerless at the moment, and if it was a conspiracy, he feared he wouldn't be able to prevent it.

But to his joy, the system answered his question:

[Ding, Distributing gift pack for newbies]

[Congratulations, Host! You've received 3 Boundless Boxes, would you like to open them?]

"Is that it?"

Song Yang muttered, feeling a little disappointment return. However, he knew that his only chance of turning the situation around would be through the system.

Even though he didn't have time to figure out what these boxes were or what "No limits" meant, he hastily muttered:

"System, open the 3 boxes."

[Ding! Congratulations on opening the Boundless Box and obtaining the Shadow Demon Legion].

[Ding! Congratulations on opening a Boundless Box and obtaining a Special Physique: Corpse Devouring Body].

[Ding! Congratulations on opening a Boundless Box and obtaining an Immortal-level Secret Realm].

"Good luck," Song Yang thought to himself. After all, the names of the three seemed very domineering and promised to be powerful. In the next second, he focused his gaze on the three bubbles of light that appeared in front of him.

[Corpse Devouring Body: A forbidden physique capable of devouring corpses to absorb their talents and a large part of their cultivation, feeding on the residual energy and abilities of corpses to strengthen its own power.]

[Shadow Demon Legion: A legion made up of three thousand completely loyal shadow demon nobles, all cultivated in the saint realm, with powers that defy darkness and the heavenly order].

[Secret Realm (Immortal): Can open a secret realm with a palace of thousands of square kilometers, equipped with immortal-level spirit gathering formations that increase cultivation speed and provide total concealment below the true immortal level].

"Hahaha," Song Yang couldn't help but rejoice when he saw the first item that solved his weak talent problem. However, when he saw the second item, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Saint level! An existence that, even in the whole of the Zhenfang Dynasty, is an ancestral-level powerhouse, and now he has 3000 of them who are completely loyal."

"I'm afraid that just with that reward I can go sideways in the whole of the Zhenfang Dynasty, no... in the whole of the Continent of Heavenly Clouds."

Song Yang couldn't help but think, after all, according to his knowledge, not even a Holy Land would be willing to offend such a legion so easily.

When he absorbed the knowledge of the original body, he discovered that cultivation in this world is divided into: Qi Awakening, Spiritual Transformation, Core Condensation, Soul Formation, Divine Transformation, Royal Realm, Saint, Saint King, Great Saint

A minute ago, he was just an abandoned prince. Now he has 3,000 subordinates of Saint level, the seventh stage of cultivation.

Even if he wanted to rebel right now, he would have a great chance of winning. After all, as far as he knows, there is only one King Saint level ancestor in the entire Zhenfang Dynasty.

But at that moment, footsteps echoed outside the small house where he was standing, interrupting his thoughts.

Song Yang's heart squeezed. It seemed that the person who had 'saved' him was coming; he had probably heard his loud laughter before.

For someone to have 'saved' him and faked his death in front of the whole city, his cultivation was probably not low. With this ability, he could almost instantly appear in here.

However, he advanced step by step, as if announcing his arrival. There is only one reason for this behavior: to make him anxious.

But Song Yang's heart, tense since he arrived in this new world, is reassuringly calm.

He doesn't feel afraid of this person in the slightest. In his mind, he has realized that any conspiracy formed is useless in the face of his absolute strength.

On hearing the first step, he instantly spoke to the system in his mind and summoned two shadow demons who were hiding in the void around him.

Song Yang doesn't believe that whoever saved him has the strength of a Saint. Even if he did, with the shadow demons' hiding abilities, it wouldn't be impossible to carry out a sneak attack and kill a Saint.

And even if he can't, he can instantly summon 2998 more shadow demons. With such power, even if the ancestor of the Saint King Realm appeared, he would face inevitable death.

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