There will be trouble when too many people gather.
That is noise.
Everyone looks askance at each other, feeling that those on the other side are jerks.
This is a normal phenomenon.
For example, the Li Family and Li Yang, who represent the White Sun Galaxy Sect, just look askance at the Seven Great Sects.
Both sides roll their eyes at each other, simply not having any good expressions.
Li Yang is the first to speak, "This is the Li Family's business, why have you Seven Sects come, eagerly eating hot shit?"
The leader of the Seven Great Sects does not get angry either, but smiles back and retorts.
"My sect's cultivators were also seriously injured by this Lord of Dead Star, how can we have no relation?"
He chuckled lightly, and wondered again, "But I remember you have long since left the Li Family, so why do you still stand up for the Li Family now? Could it be that you're just joking, then it's a bit too..."
He didn't finish his words, but the cultivators on the scene knew it was nothing good.
Li Yang raised his eyebrows, disdainfully said, "That's still better than a rat who sees an unfavorable situation and flees in panic, right?"
The expressions of the Seven Great Sects' cultivators stiffened, naturally knowing that this rat was referring to their leader, and also knowing what matter it was talking about.
It was the collapse of the Blue Sky Sword Sea three thousand years ago, and the Seven Great Sects fled in panic.
And because of this, the Seven Great Sects were said to be cowardly rats.
The leader of the Seven Great Sects was named Du Jiang. Although he was not the most powerful existence, his background was not simple, and he did have some intelligence and talent, so he became the leader.
At this time, he raised his eyebrows and retorted, "It was just going with the general trend, the Seven Great Sects were just following the general trend. It was even less plausible to say we saw an unfavorable situation and fled. On the contrary, you..."
Du Jiang turned his words and smiled and asked again.
"Rather than saying that we Seven Great Sects saw an unfavorable situation and fled in panic, it would be better to say that you, as one of the Fourteen Sons of Vast Sky, saw an unfavorable situation and fled. Although you're at the end of the Fourteen Sons of Vast Sky, you should still count, right?"
Li Yang looked at him coldly, with no emotional fluctuations on his face, and replied, "I hope that two thousand years later, you can still say such words in front of me."
Du Jiang sneered contemptuously, "What's the point of saying it anyway?"
He's just pretending to be tough now. As for the future, that will be dealt with in the future.
After such a conversation between the two sides, there was no more communication. The two sides looked askance at each other, but just looked, with no conflicts erupting.
The cultivators who were watching were not happy about this. They had come to watch the conflicts and fights. With no conflicts between the two sides, what were they still watching?
Then the spectators began to discuss the strengths of both sides, which was a very necessary thing.
There were those who supported the Li Family and the White Sun Galaxy Sect to win, for no reason, they just wanted to show their support.
There were also supporters of the Seven Great Sects, after all, the cultivators who came from the Seven Great Sects were indeed greater in number.
The two sides argued endlessly, each expressing their own views.
At this moment, an opinion suddenly popped up and killed the entire debate.
That was to support the Lord of Dead Star in killing everyone.
It was hard to believe what kind of mental state it took to say such words.
Just as the two sides were debating, the siege in front of them also kicked off.
Du Jiang went to issue a challenge, very brave, shouting directly.
"Du Jiang, leader of the Seven Great Sects, a cultivator at the seventh layer of the Chaotic Sea Realm, is here to ask fellow daoists for an explanation of why you have severely injured the cultivators of my Seven Great Sects!"
There was also a challenge issued on the Li Family's side, but not by Li Yang, but by a cultivator at the fifth layer of the Chaotic Sea Realm, shouting towards the vast Dead Star Domain,
"The Li Family is here, I hope that fellow daoist can hand over Li Yue, and give the Li Family an explanation!"
In the words of the two major forces, Chen Xia was referred to as fellow daoist, without adding the title Lord of Dead Star.
Because in their eyes, Chen Xia was at about the same level as them, and compared to the entire major forces, this Lord of Dead Star was still lacking.
In the vast Dead Star Domain, Chen Xia suddenly frowned, as if he had heard shouts from outside, and his divine sense spread out.
A hand made of pitch-black fog condensed above the entire Dead Star Domain, opening a gray eye on it, staring at everyone.
All eyes on it.
Facing each other, everyone was a little speechless, the scene seemed a bit weird.
The big hand made of pitch-black fog suddenly rolled up and returned to the Dead Star Domain.
Chen Xia took a step and came to Li Yue's side, saying,
"There are some people outside, it looks like they've come to find you."
Li Yue raised her eyebrows in pleasant surprise, "It should be my grandfather and uncles coming to find me."
"Then goodbye for now." Chen Xia said lightly with a smile.
Li Yue looked delighted. Her injuries had also recovered a little over the past half month, at least she could mobilize spiritual power now.
Chen Xia waved his hand, the black fog rolled, wrapped Li Yue's body, and sent her whole person out to the front of the two major forces.
A tiny figure appeared in front of the three thousand cultivators.
"Yue'er, it's Yue'er!" The old patriarch of the Li Family shouted excitedly, with a hint of crying in his tone, probably weeping for joy.
Li Yang raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, beckoned with his hand, and directly pulled Li Yue to his side. He pointed at her forehead to make sure she hadn't been bewitched, then asked,
"How did you run into this Dead Star Domain and get hurt so badly?"
Li Yue gritted her teeth, her eyes looking towards the Seven Great Sects' side, and shouted,
"It was because the cultivators of the Seven Great Sects were chasing me to kill me. I was forced to have no choice but to run into the Dead Star Domain. I didn't expect that the Lord of Dead Star actually had connections with our Li Family and saved me inside."
Li Yang was also surprised to hear this and frowned slightly. He had never heard such news before. He now turned his head to look at the Li Family's old patriarch, but could not see anything, so he could only ask Li Yue again.
"Did he say anything else?"
Li Yue thought for a while and said in a low voice,
"He also said that he was an elder of the Blue Sky Sword Sea."
Li Yang's expression instantly became serious, very solemn whenever it came to the Blue Sky Sword Sea.
The Blue Sky Sword Sea was a taboo existence, and now it was even more of a land of death that no one dared to explore. If it really involved the Blue Sky Sword Sea, she would be more careful.
And now that Li Yue was fine, what needed to be settled now was naturally the matter of the Seven Great Sects chasing Li Yue to kill her.
"Your Seven Great Sects have been a little too unscrupulous, actually daring to chase and kill Li Yue. Do you think I don't exist?" Li Yang asked coldly, very unhappy in her tone.
Du Jiang smiled and said, "How can the matter of chasing to kill be confirmed just by empty words? There are too many disguise techniques. And how can it be proved by just a sentence?"
"Then I'll say your Li Family chased and killed the cultivators of my Seven Great Sects."
Li Yang did not reply, knowing that she could not get any answers now, nor any response. She could only wait until she advanced to the Heaven Filling Realm before she had a chance to make the Seven Great Sects apologize.
Du Jiang waved his hand, "Let's put aside your matters here for now, the matters of my Seven Great Sects have not been resolved yet."
He put his hands behind his back, emphasizing his tone a bit, and shouted towards the Dead Star Domain again.
"I, the Seven Great Sects, want an explanation. Why hasn't Your Excellency given one yet? Could it be that you are afraid?!"
He shouted very loudly, afraid that the spectators would not all hear, so that the Seven Great Sects could also make a big splash.
After a while...
There was still no response from the Dead Star Domain.
Du Jiang raised his eyebrows, his tone slightly cold, "If you still don't give a response, my Seven Great Sects will flatten the entire Dead Star Domain today to get an explanation."
Still no response.
But this time people saw a phantom flashing in the Dead Star Domain.
It was still very far away at this time.
The phantom took a step.
And suddenly appeared in front of everyone!
He stretched out a hand and pressed down towards the void in front, and said lightly in a muffled voice,
"Dark Sky."
Within a thousand li, the star realm went dark!
Thick deathly silence fog shrouded everything, only a figure could be seen in front, wearing pitch-black fog, as if wearing a robe.
Towering high above!
Today.
The star realm welcomes a major event.
Of the three thousand cultivators besieging the Dead Star Domain, two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine returned alive.
One Du Jiang died!
I am baba Superman!

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.”

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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!