The Black Knight swung its massive sword once more.
A concentrated beam of light extended forward, carving out a new path through the chaos.
The crowd surged toward the forcibly opened passage.
In desperate times like these, when hope flickered to life, no one hesitated to flee.
Some even wished their parents had blessed them with an extra pair of legs.
But this time, Yun Huang couldn’t shake the feeling that the beam seemed shorter than before.
It was a clear sign—the Black Knight’s soul force was depleting rapidly, making it impossible to maintain its peak form.
If the Black Knight could no longer clear the way, they would all be trapped in the ashes!
Twelve kilometers—just over ten thousand meters.
Based on the first phase of the martial exam, a full-speed sprint would take barely over ten minutes.
Even accounting for the delays caused by waiting for the Black Knight to open the path, it shouldn’t take more than half an hour.
But.
Would the journey really be that smooth?
The group had barely been running for two minutes when—
A soul-shaking roar erupted from the ashes!
Then, an overwhelming pressure, like a collapsing mountain, crushed down upon them!
The air froze.
Everyone gasped for breath, suffocating under the weight.
Even through the swirling ash, they could make out a colossal, indistinct figure slowly approaching.
Though "slow" was relative—given its sheer size.
Another thirty seconds passed.
At the two-and-a-half-minute mark.
The Source Realm creature finally came into full view.
Mountainous in stature, its body was encased in thick, jagged rock, its eyes pools of molten lava pulsing with an eerie, intelligent glow.
Its mere presence made the Black Knight falter for an instant.
After a brief hesitation, the Black Knight unleashed another beam of light at the molten behemoth.
But this time, the once-unstoppable attack barely made a dent.
A small crater formed on the creature’s body, dislodging a few boulders half a meter in diameter.
Yet…
Compared to its twenty-story-tall frame…
It was nothing more than a scratch.
"T-Tenth tier…"
Yun Huang trembled as she uttered the words, her eyes filled with despair.
This was one of the "Tenth-tier Source Realm creatures" marked as a black spot in official surveys!
With just a few strides, it covered hundreds of meters.
Its target? The Black Knight.
No—more precisely, Liu Yuan behind the Black Knight!
The oppressive aura of a Tenth-tier creature forced everyone to their knees, paralyzed with fear.
This was true desperation!
A fifth-tier Card Wielder, even armed with an absurdly powerful card, stood no chance against a Tenth-tier beast.
This wasn’t a battle—it was a massacre.
"Run!"
"Split up! Run as far as you can!!"
Yun Huang knew the Black Knight, no matter how strong, couldn’t win.
The most it could do was buy time—time for the others to escape.
The Tenth-tier creature let out a guttural growl, its massive stone hands grinding together with a screech.
Then, they began to glow red-hot.
With a devastating swing, it brought one down toward the Black Knight—
To crush it, and Liu Yuan behind it, into dust!
The Black Knight’s sword blazed with unprecedented brilliance.
It raised the weapon high, fearlessly meeting the molten fist head-on!
This was a hopeless clash.
This was defiance against the inevitable.
But it was also—
Hope.
Yun Huang watched, breath caught in her throat.
She didn’t know if the Black Knight could withstand the blow.
She only knew that if it fell in an instant…
They would all be buried in these ashes forever.
BOOM—!!!
A cataclysmic collision shook the entire Source Realm!
The molten fist, radiating pure destruction, filled Liu Yuan’s vision, threatening to consume her whole world.
The Black Knight roared, pouring every ounce of its power into the sword. The blade shone brighter than ever before.
"BOOM—!!!"
An unimaginable force collided.
There was no struggle, no resistance.
The moment the Black Knight’s sword met the molten fist—
The radiant light snuffed out.
Then, hairline cracks spiderwebbed from the tip, spreading across the entire blade in an instant.
"CRACK—!"
A crisp, heartrending snap echoed.
The sword shattered into pieces!
Shards of black metal and searing magma exploded outward!
The Black Knight’s massive frame convulsed violently, its chest plate caving in, fissures tearing through its armor.
An unstoppable force blasted through it.
Blood sprayed from its mouth, vision drowning in ash and crimson.
Consciousness—fading.
Yet, even with its blade gone, the Black Knight didn’t retreat a single step.
Its broken hilt, still clutched in its iron grip, and its unyielding arm, held firm against the crushing weight of the molten fist.
"SCREEE—!"
Metal shrieked as the Black Knight’s pauldrons and gauntlets warped, sparks flying from the strain.
Dark green fluid and charred debris gushed from the fractures.
Its knees sank into the earth, the ground beneath it fracturing into a massive crater.
Meanwhile, the mountainous molten beast seemed almost surprised.
Its lava-filled eyes flickered with something like… contemplation.
Then, it casually scooped up a chunk of earth, compressing it into a three-meter-wide boulder.
Aiming at Liu Yuan—
It hurled it.
The Black Knight tried to rise, to block again.
But then—
A hand rested on its shoulder.
"You’ve done enough. Let me handle this."
Truthfully, the Black Knight’s performance had been flawless.
This attack? It couldn’t survive it.
For the first time, the Black Knight spoke—its voice unexpectedly clear and feminine.
"As you wish…"
Almost… relieved.
As the boulder hurtled toward her, Liu Yuan didn’t dodge.
The only way out now lay within herself.
[Special Passive: ‘Abyss’ remains in deep slumber under normal circumstances and cannot be awakened by conventional means. Activation requires meeting any one of the following conditions.]
[Condition 1: It wakes up.]
[Condition 2: The holder faces a lethal threat. If awakened this way, it will only deliver a single, devastating counterattack.]
[Condition 3: Su Qi actively awakens it.]
The flaw in this self-defense mechanism was that it was purely defensive…
It offered almost no offensive capabilities.
She just hoped…
The rock wouldn’t hurt too much when it hit…
And what if it wasn’t lethal enough?
She hated pain.
But there was no other choice.
She never wanted to be a hero…
Yet she couldn’t just do nothing.
Su Qi wasn’t always right.
She refused to let their sacrifices be in vain.
At least do what you can within your power.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
