Dungeon Immortal

Qin Liu aimed to transverse the heavens and ascend past the shackles known as mortality. In order to do so, he sought out the fragment of God, located in the Sacred Realm. There it was, an azure blue diamond-shaped crystal floating in the air, within the grasp of Qin Liu. "This is poop! Author, I demand a refund for wasting hours on this novel! I know the protagonist has the halo of protection, but damnit! He just had a walk through the park after chapter 100! Demonic Realm? A realm that only opens up once every twenty years where the greatest warriors gather of the younger generation? Qin Liu was bottom tier compared to them, and while the others struggled he just took the prize while fighting cannon fodder! How was that even fair? All the realms suck. Where's the challenge?" In a fit of rage, I went to the comment section of the last chapter without even finishing reading it and raged. Three years! I wasted three years of my time on this trash novel just because the beginning had so much promise. Then it all went to garbage a moment later. I could do better than the writer, so much better. "You think it's unfair? Then why don't you try it?" The author wrote back a few minutes later as a reply to my comment. I never imagined he would respond, but to be fair there were not that many of us faithful readers left. "Ok!"