Three?
Three what?
Three-Path Great Emperor? Haha, the cultivators nowadays really love to joke around, haha.
Fire Rain Great Emperor couldn't help but burst into laughter, the fear on his face diminishing slightly as he spoke to Yan Zi with a smile.
"Although you are powerful, there's no need to fabricate such unrealistic claims. Do you think I'll be scared just because you conjure up some strange phenomena and unleash a bit of pressure?"
"No, impossible. My father is a Great Emperor. I absolutely cannot be afraid, absolutely not!"
His expression turned somewhat manic as he shook his head frantically.
"No, absolutely not!"
The other cultivators had already stepped back, their faces filled with fear, unwilling to get close to Fire Rain Sage, and even more terrified of Yan Zi.
The news of the Three-Path Great Emperor had shaken them so much that, for a moment, no one dared to speak. The only sound in the scene was the maniacal laughter of Fire Rain Sage.
"This is getting noisy," Yan Zi frowned, casually flicking his finger.
Bang!
Fire Rain Sage instantly fell to his knees, his knees shattering the city wall, his entire body covered in blood. He had died on the spot, kneeling.
Yan Zi's expression remained calm as he casually remarked,
"If your father comes looking for you in the future, I'll have him kneel beside you. That way, you two can be reunited. Consider it a good deed."
Anyone who could cultivate to the level of a Three-Path Great Emperor was certainly no pushover. Previously, Yan Zi had no interest in worldly affairs and found it pointless to bother with a few sages who were as insignificant as insects. It didn't stir any emotions in him.
But when it came to the Blue Sky Sword Sea, things were different. This was the only task Chen Xia had entrusted to him, the only request he had made.
In a way, Yan Zi and Chen Xia were rare friends, the kind of bond where heroes admire heroes, and their friendship ran deep.
To be honest, Yan Zi was somewhat afraid of Chen Xia. He feared that one day Chen Xia might return as a Five Paths Great Emperor and discover that the cultivators of the Blue Sky Sword Sea had perished on the Heavenly Dao frontlines while he, Yan Zi, had done nothing to help.
If that happened, Yan Zi could probably guess what his fate would be.
Thinking of this, Yan Zi couldn't help but shake his head. He glanced at the remaining cultivators on Fire Rain Sage's side and said,
"I'm not a domineering or tyrannical person. I dislike trouble and avoid getting involved in it. So, as for you all..."
He paused.
The remaining cultivators' faces lit up with hope. Judging by Yan Zi's tone, it seemed they might be spared.
"So, all of you can just die," Yan Zi finished calmly.
The cultivators' faces instantly turned to horror. One of them shouted,
"Run!"
They scattered in all directions, desperate to find a way to survive.
Yan Zi remained motionless. He extended his hand and pressed it downward. The entire world darkened, as if his hand had blotted out the heavens.
Yin and Yang were extinguished.
The fleeing cultivators began to crumble into dust one by one, completely powerless to resist.
Thirty breaths later, all the fleeing cultivators were annihilated. Not a single one survived.
The darkened world returned to its original state, revealing the light once more.
Yan Zi gently shook his hand, his sleeve fluttering slightly as residual spiritual energy scattered. With that, his divine technique was complete.
The cultivators of the Blue Sky Sword Sea behind him watched with excitement, their admiration for the legendary Chen Xia growing even stronger. They had never imagined that even a Three-Path Great Emperor would show such respect to their sect leader!
Emperor Capital stepped forward enthusiastically, smiling warmly.
"So it's Brother Yan Zi! I'm Emperor Capital, Chen Xia's second brain and first lackey. Hello, hello! Thank you so much for your help!"
When there's a powerful ally to cling to, one should cling tightly. Especially when this ally was someone Chen Xia had specifically left behind to protect the Blue Sky Sword Sea.
Yan Zi smiled lightly at Emperor Capital and replied, "No need to thank me. This was Chen Xia's request, so I simply did my best."
"Then... do you know where my brother Chen Xia is?" Emperor Capital asked eagerly, hoping to uncover some clues about Chen Xia's whereabouts.
Yan Zi shook his head and replied softly, "At the last moment, he charged toward the Heavenly Dao. Since then, his whereabouts have been unknown. I don't know where he is..."
"But I believe we will meet again. Someone like him doesn't just die. He is destined to stand at the pinnacle of the myriad realms. Sometimes, I even think that becoming a Five Paths Great Emperor would only be his starting point. As for his upper limit..."
"I dare not imagine," Yan Zi sighed, then smiled at Emperor Capital.
"As for the treasures on the Heavenly Dao frontlines, you cultivators of the Blue Sky Sword Sea are free to search for them. Now that I've chosen to step into the world, I will protect you to the end."
"Thank you, Brother Yan Zi. From now on, you're my second brother!" Emperor Capital's face was beaming with joy, radiating happiness.
"Mm," Yan Zi responded lightly before his figure vanished into the world.
From then on, a new legend spread across the Heavenly Dao frontlines: the Blue Sky Sword Sea was under the protection of a Three-Path Great Emperor. Standing on the Heavenly Dao frontlines, they were untouchable, and the cultivators of the Blue Sky Sword Sea became one of the groups that no one dared to provoke.
And the root of all this could be traced back to Chen Xia.
So, what is Chen Xia doing now?
He is still in deep slumber within the Great Death Realm. However, recently, the phantom of the Pure White Ancestral Dragon surrounding him has shown signs of movement. Although its eyes remain closed, its body occasionally stirs.
The inner demon watched, a hint of joy appearing on its face.
The Ancestral Dragon was Chen Xia's Great Dao, and its movements indicated that Chen Xia's subconscious was beginning to stir.
This meant that Chen Xia had regained a trace of consciousness. Though it was unclear how much longer he would remain in slumber, there was finally a sign that he might awaken.
Longer, longer still.
In the dim starry sky, time was immeasurable. Only the stars shifted, like grains of sand in an hourglass, flowing from one side to the other, then reversing.
Unknowingly, an eternity had passed.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
