Qin Xiao's voice was like a massive, resonant bell, exploding in the void!
Clang!
Clang, clang, clang!
The Xuanyuan Sword was slowly drawn, erupting with a heaven-shaking phenomenon!
Sword intent soared into the sky, transforming into a massive sword phantom that blotted out the firmament!
The vast, majestic pressure intimidated the surrounding wilderness and the eight directions!
The sword light was dazzlingly brilliant. A swath of golden sword radiance illuminated the entire city, as if a heavenly god had descended!
All living beings between heaven and earth were trembling!
Sword energy crisscrossed, like a pouring celestial river, carrying apocalyptic destructive power!
"Argh!"
"Pfft!"
Countless people fell to their knees simply because Qin Xiao drew his sword.
The sword pressure swept in all directions. With Qin Xiao at the center, everyone was crushed to the ground by this extreme sense of oppression!
Dugu Jian was shocked to the core. This pressure made his breathing rapid and his heartbeat accelerate!
"Im... impossible! How could his sword intent be so terrifying!"
That incredibly overbearing and brilliant heavenly might made him feel immense terror!
He looked at Qin Xiao's extremely youthful face, his heart horrified to the absolute limit!
Just this trace of sword intent alone made his own sword tremble.
It was just like when he was young, facing the number one swordsman in the world!
He could not muster up even a single shred of resistance!
Buzz!
His sword let out a faint hum.
It seemed to be paying homage to the Xuanyuan Sword.
Like a minister meeting a monarch, filled with awe and devotion!
"Arghhh!"
Under Dugu Jian's shocked gaze, the sword he had thrust toward Qin Xiao actually began to shatter inch by inch.
Crack! Crunch!
Cracks appeared on the blade, and fragments flew out!
"What is going on! How could this be?"
"This is impossible!"
Dugu Jian's eyes went wide, wearing an expression of utter disbelief.
By the time he reached Qin Xiao, nothing was left but a bare hilt!
His peerless treasured sword could not even get close to Qin Xiao's body!
"What is happening!"
Dugu Jian's face was deathly pale. Meeting Qin Xiao's gaze, his eyes were filled with endless confusion and doubt.
"Have you ever seen the true Dao of the Sword?"
Qin Xiao merely spoke indifferently.
"Who... who exactly are you?"
Dugu Jian's face grew even paler.
The question the other party casually asked actually left him unable to answer, as if no matter how he answered, it would be wrong.
This feeling was extremely stifling, nearly driving him mad.
"The Dao of the Sword you have cultivated your entire life is wrong. Today, I shall let you know what the true Dao of the Sword is!"
Qin Xiao's gaze focused, his five fingers gripping the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword tightly.
He fiercely drew the sword!
"One sword... opens the Heaven's Gate!"
Boom!
A shocking peal of thunder streaked across the sky above!
An incomparably massive phantom emerged in the sky. A giant sword supporting the heavens plummeted from the peak of the high heavens, chopping down with astonishing sword might!
Boom, boom, boom!
At this moment, the heavens collapsed and the earth tore apart, the sun and moon lost their light, and a terrifying storm swept out from the sword energy.
"This... how is this possible!"
Dugu Jian's expression changed drastically as he saw that heaven-shaking sword light.
This scene shattered his mind and made his whole body tremble!
Rumble!
The sword light fell, tearing apart his protective aura and completely engulfing him within!
Winds surged and clouds billowed, the earth quaked, and a massive ravine hundreds of feet wide appeared on the ground!
Qin Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a black and gold dragon robe. His imposing aura was boundless, like a god looking down upon all living beings!
He was like a sharp, peerless divine sword, looking down on the world!
Everyone watching this scene felt monstrous waves surging in their hearts!
"My god! Is this a sight that a human can create?"
"His Majesty is truly terrifying! Suppressing the Great Zhou's peerless Sword Grandmaster with a single sword strike!"
"Is this His Majesty's true strength? We are truly too far behind to even catch a glimpse!"
"Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty!"
Countless Great Qin soldiers shouted in unison, their voices hoarse with exertion!
Off to the side,
Wu Yan'er stood dumbfounded on the spot, unable to recover her senses for a long time!
"How is this possible! How could Dugu Jian possibly lose to Qin Xiao!"
"This is impossible!"
Wu Yan'er's beautiful eyes widened, her face full of disbelief!
Dugu Jian was her trump card, her sure-kill move.
She never expected that Qin Xiao would be able to suppress Dugu Jian so effortlessly!
Fear devoured her like a tidal wave, shattering her courage!
The gaze she directed at Qin Xiao was filled with terror, and infinite regret rose in her heart.
If she had known earlier that Qin Xiao was this formidable, she would not have dared to provoke him even if beaten to death!
Qin Yu was even more frightened out of his wits!
He had just been mocking Qin Xiao, but then Qin Xiao suppressed and killed Dugu Jian with a single sword strike, scaring him so much that his liver and gallbladder seemed to split!
"This... no, this is impossible, you... how could you be so powerful!"
Qin Yu was in a panic, his heart sinking to the absolute bottom.
"Quick! Princess, quickly think of a way to deal with Qin Xiao! Otherwise, he really might kill us!"
He urged Wu Yan'er.
Wu Yan'er's pretty face was as pale as paper, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"A way? What way is there?"
She truly did not know how else they could deal with Qin Xiao!
She could only pray that Dugu Jian was still alive and could continue to fight and slaughter with Qin Xiao.
Then she could take the opportunity to flee for her life.
When the smoke and dust dispersed.
Dugu Jian was kneeling on the ground, his white robe torn and tattered, his entire body covered in fine, crisscrossing sword wounds!
He was covered in blood!
A stream of bright red slid down his forehead, making him look exceptionally miserable.
Yet his cloudy eyes revealed an incomparably bright light!
"Hehe... Hahaha!"
"So this is the true Dao of the Sword!"
"I have studied the sword for eighty years, roaming the world without a rival! I thought I was invincible!"
"But today I have been defeated, defeated at the hands of a true expert of the Sword Dao!"
Dugu Jian kowtowed to Qin Xiao, performing the etiquette of a disciple.
His eighty years of Sword Dao cultivation were completely overturned by Qin Xiao's strike!
The might and sword intent of that strike left him utterly powerless to resist!
It shattered his eighty years of self-righteousness!
A smile tugged at the corners of Dugu Jian's mouth.
"Teacher, your disciple has been instructed."
"With this sword strike, I will die. But to attain enlightenment and see my true self in a single morning, only today do I know who I really am."
"Even if I were to die a hundred times, I would not regret it in the slightest!"
His sword intent continuously strengthened, and the sword hum within his body shook the nine heavens!
However, his eyes slowly closed, and his aura gradually dissipated.
Until he completely died.
He attained enlightenment at the hands of Qin Xiao, using the final brilliance of his life to prove his Dao as a Sword Saint.
But also because he saw through to that supreme realm, he completely passed away.
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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?!
