Lightning flashed brilliantly.
Beneath it, the figure in green robes was quite calm and composed. His left hand, swirling with thunder, held the head of Little Supreme easily and casually.
Little Supreme's expression was shocked, then quickly settled. His hand released an icy cold aura that turned into a profound, freezing ice. Within it there was a faint glimmer revealing terrifying killing intent, aiming for the spot between Chen Xia's eyebrows.
This was Extreme Yin Ice, a divine art comprehended by the Great Sage, with horrifying killing power!
Little Supreme wanted to kill Chen Xia with this Extreme Yin Ice!
The surrounding void instantly chilled, the spiritual energy seemed to be frozen and no longer flowed. At the same time, some gloomy ice crystals clung to the void.
The extremely cold stab raced forth, only to meet another point.
A brilliant thunder light.
Behind the thunder light was Chen Xia's outstretched index finger.
He used his index finger imbued with thunder to casually suppress Little Supreme's Extreme Yin Ice, while lightly laughing and speaking:
"Don't bring unpresentable little tricks onto the stage."
His finger turned into a hand with five hooked claws that grabbed towards the front. The void suddenly shuddered as if compressed, swiftly collapsing inwards. Within, thunder light flashed, and the vague image of an enormous claw could be seen.
It was this claw that compressed the void, squeezing Little Supreme's entire body into it.
What top genius of the Great Death Realm, nothing but subdued by a single hand.
"I summon the stars!" A voice shouted loudly.
It was as if a door had opened in the sky above, and a huge meteor fell straight towards Chen Xia's body. It carried a terrifying aura, annihilating everything in its path.
In the distance,
Lord of Thousand Stars formed seals with both hands, forcibly manipulating the giant meteor. He used his spiritual power and sense to lock onto Chen Xia's body. With a fierce spit of blood, his hand seals changed and he shouted again.
"Law of Causality!"
Expending his own blood essence, sense, and years of lifespan, he invoked the Law of Causality. Doing so would ensure the giant meteor struck true!
The power of the giant meteor was comparable to a self-detonation by several peak Heaven Ascension Realm experts. It also contained a hint of the Great Dao's truths that could erode cultivators' souls.
This killer move was one of Lord of Thousand Stars' trump cards. The reason for using it so early was entirely because Chen Xia's performance had been too astonishing.
In less than a minute since appearing, he had subdued Little Supreme with one hand, his expression the entire time nonchalant, seeming to be under no pressure whatsoever.
Lord of Thousand Stars had only seen such an expression and performance in one situation before.
When a father beats his son.
It was firmly under control.
Although Lord of Thousand Stars had obtained the Great Saint opportunity earlier than Little Supreme, he didn't feel that he was much stronger than Little Supreme. If they really fought, at most it would be a close match.
But this suddenly appearing Thunder Sword Sect Master was able to so easily control Little Supreme. Fighting himself likely wouldn't be difficult either.
How was this possible?!
Lord of Thousand Stars gritted his teeth to himself, truly not expecting for such a variable to appear in this foolproof surround and kill!
They had anticipated someone coming to help Xu Zhen, even conjecturing it might be other top geniuses, yet still felt it was without fail.
But the one who came now seemed above even those top geniuses!
Lord of Thousand Stars' eyes were vicious as he stared at the dark purple thunder on Chen Xia's body. If he remembered correctly, the first Great Saint opportunity was Primordial Thunder.
The thunder on this person's body was dark purple heavenly thunder. In other words, he was the one who had seized the first Great Saint opportunity!
Hidden so deeply!
Lord of Thousand Stars' expression was gloomy, the corner of his mouth still bloody. His hands continuously formed seals as he powerfully pressed down.
The giant meteor in the sky tore an enormous scar as it shattered the void in its path. Using the Law of Causality, it forcibly locked onto Chen Xia. It would definitely strike true!
"Brother Xia!" Xu Zhen shouted worriedly. Her hand condensed an immortal art she was already preparing to assist with.
Meanwhile, Ma Xiaohong also moved forth with immortal sword in hand. Usually timid, even she had acted at the same time as Xu Zhen.
"It's fine." Chen Xia waved them off. In front of the two women it was like an illusory river had been cut off, forcibly blocking their advance.
Chen Xia's left hand remained clawed, suppressing Little Supreme within. At the same time he raised his head to look at the giant meteor. His right eye's pure white pupil flashed slightly, changing into a vertical slit. Reflected inside was the inverted image of the giant meteor.
Heavenly Dragon of Myriad Worlds.
One of the most peak dragon races of the myriad worlds, roaming the starry skies. It could control the stars and took the stars of myriad worlds as its food.
In other words...
The Heavenly Dragon of Myriad Worlds devoured stars.
The inverted image of the giant meteor in the pure white vertical pupil grew larger and larger. This meant the meteor was approaching extremely quickly.
Yet it suddenly shrank.
Boom!
An enormously majestic dragon's head that obscured most of heaven and earth burst out from the void. At an upward angle, it completely swallowed the giant meteor.
The heavenly dragon's pure white eyes glanced coldly at Lord of Thousand Stars in the distance.
Lord of Thousand Stars' body instantly broke out in cold sweat, his hands shaking.
"Thanks for the meal." Chen Xia laughed lightly.
The dragon's head covering most of heaven and earth slowly retracted back into the void, disappearing to parts unknown.
The cultivators present were stunned speechless, not knowing what to say or where to start.
Putting aside the earlier single-handed suppression of Little Supreme, what was with suddenly popping out such a huge dragon's head?
What kind of immortal art or divine ability was this?
Little Supreme and Lord of Thousand Stars' two skirmishes had both ended in failure, firmly suppressed without chance to counter attack.
The other cultivators lying in ambush, as well as the Immortal Realm's Inheritors and Divine Realm Prince, did not make a move.
There was no need to elaborate on the Divine Realm Prince. Just the fact that the stubborn guy had come to reinforce the surround and kill was the greatest compromise already. Getting him to jointly kill Chen Xia was definitely unwilling.
Even less needed to be said about the Immortal Realm's Inheritors. Whether or not they could even beat Xu Zhen was questionable.
A flowing radiance suddenly came from the distance.
The Divine Realm Prince had arrived. He asked in puzzlement, "I could see such huge movements from far away, who used an immortal art?"
No one answered him.
The Prince's gaze naturally landed on Chen Xia. He was distracted for a moment before nodding and saying, "You came right on time."
"I was watching the whole time," Chen Xia replied with a light laugh.
The Divine Realm Prince asked again in confusion, "The Great Saint Ruins have already closed. With no passageway, how did you get in? Don't tell me you were hiding inside long ago?"
"I took the side door," Chen Xia answered.
"I see." The Prince nodded. The golden spear in his hand flashed with radiance, and his eyes lit up with golden light. He said heavily,
"1,700 years ago, I had already felt there was something off about you. I wouldn't have thought you would reach this level today. It really is shocking."
"My fortune came," Chen Xia simply replied. The thunder light on his left hand suddenly shuddered. Surprisingly, a hole had been torn open in his claw. An illusory shadow took the chance to escape and now stood by the Prince's side.
It was Little Supreme.
His expression was gloomy as he stared fixedly at Chen Xia. He said heavily to the Prince,
"This person is too bizarre. Perhaps he is about to take the step that transcends the mortal and enters sainthood. Neither of us alone is his match. We must join forces to kill him!"
"Then it's up to you to join forces," the Prince dismissively said. He put away his golden spear and stood aloof with both hands crossed, unwilling to make a move.
He was unwilling to participate in this surround and kill.
Little Supreme's expression darkened further as he fiercely glared at the Prince. Then looking towards Lord of Thousand Stars, they locked gazes, and he shouted fiercely.
"Summon the immortal treasure!"
Within the Great Saint Ruins,
the five Elders of the Supreme Realm jointly chanted, offering up their life force and blood essence to summon an immortal treasure on scene.
Chen Xia raised his hand and casually beckoned.
Half an immortal sword had already reached his hand.
His summons of the immortal treasure came first.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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?"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
