The saints fighting on the front lines first fell silent, then erupted with high spirits.
No wonder he's revered as Saint Chen. Facing the proposal of coexistence from the Second Tier Emperor, he could still utter such powerful words, vowing to slay the Second Tier Emperor!
The imperial capital directly punched the air, excitedly exclaiming,
"Damn, that's my Chen Ge, I've always believed in you!"
Inspired by Chen Xia's words, the saints' fighting spirit soared even higher, and their divine techniques became slightly more powerful.
Emperor Void Light's expression darkened slightly. He extended his transparent, slender fingers into the air and coldly declared,
"I find it inappropriate for a Great Saint of Four Dao to speak such words."
With a sudden swipe of his finger, the space where Chen Xia stood directly fractured, intent on shredding his body!
Clang!
A loud clang resounded.
A divine sword appeared before Chen Xia, blocking Emperor Void Light's technique. His gray-white eyes flashed, and the River of Time flowed within them.
He had already appeared behind Emperor Void Light, the divine sword already drawn, its light exceptionally bright.
The space where Emperor Void Light stood rippled like water, his figure shimmering before reappearing at the other end of the dark space.
"I said it before, my Second Tier Dao is no less than yours," Emperor Void Light laughed arrogantly, his fingers lightly flicking again.
The space where Chen Xia stood continued to crumble, his figure also turning into ripples, even more profound than Emperor Void Light's, as he directly hid within the River of Time.
For a moment, neither could gain the upper hand.
Both were quite monstrous.
Emperor Void Light's fingers suddenly paused. He placed his index finger on his forehead, his sharp eyes flashing like piercing needles, emitting a dazzling light like the sun, filled with killing intent as he coldly declared,
"Slay!"
The entire space was instantly filled with light, countless piercing needles within, each carrying a killing intent that could slay a saint.
The saints watching outside began to worry for Chen Xia, and Chi Yu even pushed away the Great Saint remnant he was fighting with, ready to rush in to help Chen Xia.
But before he could arrive,
Sword light rose first. Not just one flying sword, but countless sword images materialized out of thin air, surrounding Chen Xia, blocking the piercing needles and clearing a path for him.
The green robe swayed slightly.
Chen Xia's divine sword was already at Emperor Void Light's neck, a trace of blood visible, but a sense of emptiness quickly came from his hand.
Emperor Void Light's figure appeared at the other end again, flicking away the incoming sword light, clutching his bleeding neck, and glaring darkly at Chen Xia.
The River of Time and the sword were indeed troublesome.
One had an unpredictable technique, the other possessed the strongest killing power in the world.
And the cultivation level was off—this wasn't a Great Saint of Four Dao.
Emperor Void Light narrowed his eyes, sizing up Chen Xia before asking again,
A Regent Emperor?
"Smart. Have another sword."
A whooshing sound.
The divine sword wrapped in three million sword qi slashed forward, even tearing some space along the way.
Emperor Void Light didn't dare to withstand it head-on. His eyes flashed, light and void simultaneously blocking in front, barely stopping the sword, but he didn't have time to catch his breath.
Because Chen Xia had already extended his other hand.
Piercing through the needles and void, his green robe sleeves disintegrated, his arm instantly covered in countless bloody wounds, the deepest showing bone.
But Chen Xia showed no hesitation. The intense gray-white color condensed on his palm, directly grabbing Emperor Void Light's head!
Emperor Void Light's body rippled again, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't escape.
Chen Xia chuckled and said, "The future you is already here now, so how can you escape?"
He used the sword to brutally break through a bit of the void needles, his right hand holding the sword, piercing through the void needles together, both sleeves disintegrated, blood flowing, but the sword in his hand was extremely steady, stabbing towards the hand holding Emperor Void Light.
He intended to directly sever Emperor Void Light's divine sense!
The divine sword was sharp, like cutting through tofu, first piercing his own hand, then piercing through Emperor Void Light's skull!
The scene fell silent.
Chen Xia's arm was bleeding, his palm pierced by the divine sword, bones severed.
But Emperor Void Light was in even worse shape, his skull completely pierced.
After three breaths,
Emperor Void Light let out a miserable howl, repeatedly shouting,
"You deserve to die, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
His transparent body was stained red with his own blood, writhing continuously, and the dark space began to shrink rapidly.
"Stop screaming," Chen Xia calmly said, pulling out the divine sword, then emotionlessly stabbing it into Emperor Void Light's neck.
More blood splattered.
Emperor Void Light howled in agony, his voice filled with resentment,
"I'll make you die too, I'll make you accompany the burial, you have to die!"
His blood suddenly ignited, his eyes' light rapidly extinguished, and the dark space instantly shrank to the size of a few people.
He intended to collapse this space, taking Chen Xia along to oblivion.
Chen Xia calmly raised his sword, directly beheading Emperor Void Light with a single slash, holding his head, looking at the space now reduced to the size of one person, not hurrying, and mentally transmitting,
"Bro, save me."
This was his hidden Fifth Dao.
The Dao of Calling for Help!
In the Great Death Realm,
The Heart Demon nodded.
Chen Xia's eyes flashed with crimson, his pierced palm extended, directly grabbing the shrinking space.
With a forceful squeeze,
Snap!
The dark space shattered like glass.
Emperor Void Light's eyes' light completely extinguished.
Dead.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
