Toxic Qi: Mother Nest Apocalypse

The night the spiritual veins shattered, immortals fell from the heavens. Nascent Soul ancestors convulsed in agony, Golden Core masters screamed as their foundations crumbled—but I, a lowly mine slave, heard a voice in my consciousness: "High-concentration inert energy detected. Absorb?" While cultivation's elite writhe in their death throes, I quietly grip my pickaxe and make my first exchange with the System. "One gas mask, please." In this new world where spiritual energy has turned poison, only the powerless survive.