"Qin Xiao, cut the nonsense!"
Temujin rode his horse forward, taking a step ahead.
"This king is no longer what he used to be! Even you, this king can suppress with a single hand!"
He no longer hid it.
Instantly, he erupted with his true strength!
Rumble!
A terrifying pressure surged like ocean waves, sweeping towards Qin Xiao with overwhelming force!
The aura was horrifying.
A storm actually formed in the air, sending sand and stones flying!
The generals in the rear all turned pale!
The armored cavalry swayed, almost unable to stand steady.
Even the military commanders behind Qin Xiao felt the intense suppression.
It was to the point where breathing became difficult!
"Wh... what!"
"You... you are actually a Martial Saint!"
Everyone present looked at Temujin in unison.
At this moment, he seemed to be the main character of the world.
Everyone's eyes carried unconcealed shock and astonishment.
"Mongol King, when did you break through to Martial Saint? Why didn't you tell us?"
Modun, amidst his shock, felt a trace of vigilance rise in his heart and could not help but ask aloud.
Xieli Khan was equally pale with fright.
He never expected Temujin's strength to be this terrifying!
Although they were allied right now.
They were ultimately still competitors.
Now that Temujin had taken the lead to break through to Martial Saint, it was bad news for them.
But since they were still on the battlefield, they could only forcibly suppress these emotions.
Temujin stood proudly alone on the battlefield, unscrupulously erupting with his aura.
Overwhelming air waves swept in all directions like floodwaters from an opened gate.
With him at the center, the ground within a hundred-meter radius instantly cracked into spider-web-like fissures.
The surrounding soldiers could not help but retreat again and again.
Temujin looked up at Qin Xiao, his falcon-like eyes erupting with terrifying battle intent!
Swish!
The blade pointed directly at Qin Xiao!
"Emperor Qin! Do you dare to fight!"
A fierce, determined smile curled at the corners of his mouth.
He seemed to already see the sight of Qin Xiao being scared out of his wits.
These words alone.
Made the military commanders on the Great Qin side feel their minds shake, dizzy and dazzled.
The mere might of a Martial Saint was enough to strike a chill in their hearts!
"Your Majesty! Let this subordinate go meet him first!"
Lu Fengxian stepped forward, holding his Sky Piercing Halberd, full of battle intent.
Qin Xiao did not nod, but instead waved his hand.
"You are no match for the Mongol King."
Lu Fengxian gritted his teeth, unconvinced: "But Your Majesty, are we just going to let this guy be so arrogant?"
"This is our Great Qin's territory!"
In front of so many people, Temujin rode his horse at Yanmen Pass and pointed his blade at Qin Xiao.
This was undoubtedly a massive provocation.
If Qin Xiao ignored it, he would probably be ridiculed by the people of the world.
This would have a severe impact on the soldiers' morale.
"No need, I will strike personally!"
Qin Xiao said indifferently.
As soon as this was said.
The whole audience was in an uproar!
A sneer appeared on Temujin's arrogant face.
"Qin Xiao, it seems you are still as arrogant as ever!"
Modun also chimed in, mocking:
"Qin Xiao, who do you think you are? Now that the Mongol King has broken through to Martial Saint, do you still think you are invincible in the world?"
Xieli Khan laughed mockingly even louder:
"Qin Xiao, today is your day of death!"
"This Khan will crush your bones and scatter your ashes!"
Now that the three of them joined forces, especially after Temujin broke through to Martial Saint.
Their confidence had surged!
They no longer put their former lifelong enemy, Qin Xiao, in their eyes.
"Heh!"
Qin Xiao smiled faintly, his eyes calm and unrippled.
The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand slowly left its sheath, reflecting a sky full of cold gleams.
"I do not wish to waste time, so... the three of you can come at me together!"
He spoke lightly, as if treating the three of them as nothing.
As soon as this was said.
The entire field fell silent.
Everyone felt it was unbelievable, thinking they had misheard!
Temujin's pupils shrank even more, and his anger soared!
"Qin Xiao! You go too far!"
A violent shout.
The aura around his entire body climbed to its peak.
Flying sand and rolling stones surrounded him, strong winds howled, and the surrounding warriors covered their heads and retreated!
"Today, this king will definitely make you pay a heavy price for your arrogance!"
"How can the might of a Martial Saint be resisted by a mere ant like you!"
Temujin took a step forward and leaped up like a cannonball!
The golden scimitar in his hand was raised high and slashed down, drawing a half-moon-shaped blade gleam!
The terrifying fluctuation was enough to snap the city wall in half!
"Your Majesty!"
Lu Fengxian and the others exclaimed.
This strike was no small matter, even if it were any of them, they would be unable to resist it!
Could Qin Xiao take it?
Facing this world-shocking strike.
Qin Xiao's eyes remained as calm as an ancient well, without fear or dread.
The sword sheath shook.
An imperial domineering sword gleam shot into the sky!
Right at the moment Qin Xiao made his move!
"Do not hurt my lord!"
A furious roar resounded through the heavens!
"Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!"
"One man, one horse, one spear, better than a million mighty lions!"
White robe and white armor, a single rider leaving the dust behind, charged out fiercely!
The spear thrust out like a dragon, forcefully shredding the blade gleam!
But the residual power of the blade gleam still remained, unstoppable, sweeping towards Qin Xiao!
Following that.
Four more figures descended from the sky!
Erupting with terrifying auras!
"I am Guan Yunchang!"
"I am Zhang Yide!"
"I am Ma Mengqi!"
"The Five Tiger Generals have arrived! Those who offend our Great Qin, no matter how far, will be executed!"
The four roared in unison.
Behind them, a massive phantom of a military general condensed!
"Azure Dragon Crescent Slash!"
"Three Thousand Purgatories, Roaring at the Nine Heavens!"
"Horses Trampling the Qilian Mountains and Rivers, the Divine Might Heavenly General is here!"
Amidst the violent shouts.
Three ultimate strikes tore through the sky, blocking in front of Qin Xiao!
They crashed heavily into the remaining residual blade gleam!
Bang!!!
Air waves churned!
The huge backlash caused the three figures to shake, their faces turning slightly pale.
Temujin staggered back several steps, looking at those four people in shock and uncertainty.
"You are... the Five Tiger Generals!"
He was somewhat shocked.
He did not expect that Qin Xiao's old subordinates would actually step forward at such a crucial moment!
Moreover, the strength of the five had actually improved so much!
They looked completely ready to stand on equal footing with him!
The four did not speak.
They turned to look at Qin Xiao and knelt on one knee without hesitation!
"The Five Tiger Generals greet Your Majesty!"
"We are late to the rescue, please forgive us, my Emperor!"
The appearance of the four shook the entire battlefield!
It was like injecting a stimulant, greatly boosting the morale of the Great Qin soldiers!
"You need not be so formal, rise!"
Qin Xiao looked at the four, quite pleasantly surprised.
Then, he looked at the young soldier in silver armor and white robes.
"Zhao Ziyun, we haven't seen each other for a few months, and you've become so weathered, but your strength has also improved a lot."
Zhao Ziyun cupped his hands and smiled shyly, his young and handsome face covered in a bit of stubble, making him look travel-worn.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."
"Recently, this subordinate and the other generals have been campaigning in Mobei."
"Although we conquered quite a few tribes, it's a pity we couldn't destroy one of the three great royal courts of Mobei to establish great merit for our Great Qin!"
Mentioning this, he felt a bit ashamed.
These words directly shocked all the military commanders of Great Qin.
Good heavens.
What a massive ambition.
They were still in the imperial court.
And he had already run off to Mobei to wage war?
It had to be said.
Qin Xiao had a multitude of fierce generals under his command.
Their personalities were extremely proud.
If they did not achieve great deeds, how could they have the face to return to Qin Xiao's command?
Huang Hansheng patted Zhao Ziyun on the shoulder.
"Brother Ziyun, do not be discouraged. One day, we will certainly achieve great things for the Great Qin!"
Zhao Ziyun nodded.
The group looked at each other and smiled.
However, right at this moment.
A voice filled with hatred suddenly rang out.
"Five Tiger Generals! Today is the day you fall!"
Modun's eyes were brimming with murderous intent, his whole body trembling, veins bulging on his forehead, and his face completely contorted.
To him.
These Five Tiger Generals were a bunch of damned bastards!
His frantic fleeing for his life across the grasslands was all thanks to them!
If he had not been so resilient, he would have perished long ago!
Just as his voice faded.
Another hearty voice echoed through the sky!
"Hahaha! Modun! Your opponent... is me!"
A blood-red cape fluttered, seemingly covering half the sky.
Eight hundred cavalrymen galloped forth with unstoppable momentum!
Huo Quji rode at the very front, gripping his warhorse tightly with his legs and wielding a long spear, looking like an unparalleled god of war!
] [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!"
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."
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!
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.”
