The pitch-black eyes in the dark mist were like the Way of Heaven opening its eyes, casting down an oppressive gaze.
The White Emperor gritted his teeth, clearly feeling the pressure. His dark eyes shifted as he looked directly at the sky, observing for a moment before turning to Chen Xia and saying in a deep voice:
"An Out of Body Avatar?!"
"I thought you wouldn't recognize it, after looking for so long," Chen Xia said with disdain in his eyes, then chuckled lightly.
"Never mind a small Zhun Di like you, even if you called two Zhun Di here, so what? It's not like I haven't killed them before."
Such a casual statement.
Yet it shocked everyone present.
In their impression, Chen Xia's greatest trump card was this Out of Body Avatar with Great Saint level combat power.
But this Out of Body Avatar surely couldn't kill two Zhun Di, so if what Chen Xia said was true, he must have other means!
Qiu Li lowered his head, his thoughts racing.
No wonder he felt something was off about Chen Xia. After so many years, he looked younger and younger, and without a trace of cultivation on his body, yet he could master the top-tier Time Dao and Way of the Sword.
There was a problem, a very big problem.
It seemed that Chen Xia's greatest trump card might not be this Out of Body Avatar, but something else entirely.
The White Emperor remained silent for a while before saying in a gloomy tone:
"Time Dao in front, Out of Body Avatar behind, what's your background?"
"The soon-to-be restored Sect Master of the Sky Sword Sea Sect," Chen Xia calmly replied.
"No wonder." The White Emperor murmured. No wonder he felt this place was different, that something had changed. So that was it.
The Time Dao was restoring things.
He stared directly at Chen Xia again, the hazy color on his face completely dissipating as he grinned coldly and said:
"Then guess what my background is."
"You're a fucking nobody!" Emperor Capital jumped in to answer, pointing at the White Emperor's nose and cursing.
"Stop fighting, it's different," Qiu Li noticed the problem and frowned.
The White Emperor's entire face was pitch black, and this blackness was very similar to the Fisherman's.
"Heaven's reckoning, Dark Invasion!" Qiu Li exclaimed in shock.
"Correct," the White Emperor raised his head and continued to smile coldly. "Above, the supreme beings violate Heaven's will. Below, great traitors want to replace the peach tree with a plum tree. The Way of Heaven is enraged and has already sent down divine punishment."
"The upper realms of the myriad worlds have already been engulfed by the Dark Invasion, with cultivators all floating within it. Later, the entire Great Heaven will not escape it. Your current stubborn resistance will seem laughable to yourselves in the future."
"What nonsense, let the Way of Heaven come and try, you'll see my bro Chen beat..." Emperor Capital was about to speak again.
"Hey, hey, don't say that carelessly," Chen Xia quickly waved his hand to stop him.
Emperor Capital really dared to curse, exemplifying true boldness and fearlessness.
Chen Xia was now only a remnant soul and was still very wary of the Way of Heaven. If the Way of Heaven really discovered him, given all the treasonous things he had done, this remnant soul would definitely not survive.
The White Emperor raised both hands, his face ecstatic as he laughed:
"Haha, be in trembling fear of the unknown! This Emperor is the envoy of the Way of Heaven, the spokesperson walking among the myriad worlds. If you still resist, you are also committing treason!"
"What nonsense, come and try, you'll see my bro Chen beat..." At this point, Emperor Capital suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Chen Xia, and asked:
"Bro Chen, can I curse at this one?"
"Curse away," Chen Xia waved in reply.
"My bro Chen and I will beat you to death, you bastard. We'll hang you up in the Blue Sky Sword Sea and give you a good thrashing, really subdue you good."
Emperor Capital cursed again, and seemingly not satisfied, he added:
"Qiu Li likes 'Uniform Temptation', so I'll come subdue you!"
When this sentence was spoken, everyone's gaze turned to Qiu Li.
"I didn't expect you to like that kind of thing," Li Yang glanced over, asking curiously.
"You have taste," Chen Xia praised.
"Is it good?" Chi Yu rarely asked a question.
Qiu Li hurriedly waved his hands, "Don't listen to his nonsense, it's a book about Buddhism, not what you're thinking."
At this moment, there was no atmosphere of battle. These five people knew how to liven things up.
The White Emperor's eyes narrowed, filled with murderous intent, as the Dark Invasion on his head flickered.
He had already reached Chen Xia's front, both hands stretching out with the Dark Invasion in his hands, about to corrupt Chen Xia.
"Mystical: Chain of Light," Qiu Li suddenly said.
Light descended inch by inch throughout the universe, like chains instantly imprisoning the White Emperor, binding the divine light on his body, including the Dark Invasion.
Li Yang stomped her foot.
A great sun appeared behind her, larger than all stars, brighter than all starlight.
She smiled and said:
"Emperor Capital, is this star enough?"
"It'll do!" Emperor Capital nodded, with virtual stars spinning frantically in his eyes. Having received Li Yang's permission, he drove this shining great sun.
The great sun came crashing down, another great divine ability.
The Out of Body Avatar had already reached the White Emperor's face, its pitch-black and elongated hand grabbing the White Emperor's arm. A deathly aura continuously bored upwards, actually contending with the Dark Invasion!
At the same time, several divine abilities struck.
An extremely bright light exploded in the star realm, so bright that even the most distant stars could faintly see the glow.
Cultivators at the Sage level and above all sensed it, turning their gazes towards this place, frowning in confusion and saying:
"It's those Sky Sword Sea Sect sages again, what exactly do they want to do? Making such a big fuss again, can't they just be quiet?"
"What's the use of saying that here? Say it to their faces."
"I only dare say it here!"
"..."
The dazzling light flashed across the sky for a while before quickly returning to calm.
On the deathly quiet sword sea.
The five people gathered.
The White Emperor's figure fell at the spot of fortune, the Dark Invasion on his face flickering uncertainly. He touched his cheek, feeling thick blood on his face.
"Damn you, you're all damned!"
"Is shouting fiercely all you can do?" Chen Xia stood at the front of the group and asked him.
The White Emperor's resentful gaze swept over everyone as he said in a deep voice:
"You'll all die, none of you can escape the Dark Invasion, you'll all be punished by the Way of Heaven, you're all traitors!"
"Acting all crazy, looking all weird, with such low intelligence, I don't really want to subdue you anymore," Emperor Capital shook his head, giving a negative assessment.
The White Emperor gripped the Dark Invasion and continued:
"I will come again, bringing the envoys of the Way of Heaven, to slaughter this star realm completely, to utterly obliterate this world, to vent my anger."
He suddenly exerted force with his hand.
Bang!
He directly crushed his entire head.
The Dark Invasion disappeared to who knows where, probably escaping. This was the White Emperor's method of fleeing.
Chen Xia frowned.
They had won, but not completely. According to the White Emperor's words, the Great Heaven was now under full-scale reckoning by the Way of Heaven, with the upper realms already fallen, leaving only the middle and lower realms.
And cultivators like the White Emperor, infected by the Dark Invasion, called themselves envoys of the Way of Heaven.
So was this Way of Heaven good or bad?
Chen Xia couldn't figure it out, only feeling that he should investigate news from the outside star realms.
So he sent Qiu Li, who was the most meticulous in planning, to see what the upper realms of the myriad worlds looked like now, and how long it would be before the so-called Dark Invasion descended upon this star realm.
Qiu Li didn't hesitate, knowing the urgency of the matter, and broke through the star realm's barrier to depart.
To prevent this kind of thing from happening again, Chen Xia left the Out of Body Avatar to guard the Blue Sky Sword Sea ruins.
At the same time, he needed to activate his final trump card.
Chen Xia went alone to the Dead Star Region where the Out of Body Avatar had once presided, looking at the formation built from a million spirit stones. His remnant soul communicated with the formation.
Using this formation to directly reach the Great Death Realm within the myriad worlds, he wanted to communicate with the Dao seed.
He descended into the Great Death Realm, not yet wandering.
But he had already met a pair of crimson eyes.

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?"

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.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"