With extreme precision, it crossed a distance of hundreds of zhang and struck the void rubble that the sinister male cultivator was about to step on.
Crack.
The stress point inside the rubble was instantly burned through by the Great Sun True Fire, shattering with a loud bang.
The sinister male cultivator, executing his highly confident mid-air movement technique, stepped into empty air without any warning.
The surging spiritual power within his body suddenly stagnated. His entire figure stumbled awkwardly in mid-air, forcibly pausing for half a breath.
This half-breath flaw, in Mo Bufan's bloodshot eyes, was like a godsend!
Mine!!!
Like a rabid wild dog, Mo Bufan ruthlessly burned the last three drops of Shura Origin Blood in his body.
His broken body transformed into an extremely foul-smelling bloody rainbow, forcefully bypassing the stumbling sinister male cultivator, and grabbed toward the Boundless Void Nether Stone!
In that incredibly faint instant when his fingertips touched the stone.
A sudden mutation occurred!
Buzz——!!!
A terrifying coercion that did not belong to this era at all erupted from inside the Void Nether Stone.
An extremely blinding pure white stream of light, carrying an aloof ancient sword intent, directly ignored all of Mo Bufan's defenses.
Like a sharp steel nail, it ruthlessly pierced through his glabella and fiercely nailed into his sea of consciousness!
The remnant soul of the third-generation elder of the Supreme Sword Sect, the possession array, activated!
Hahaha! Heaven helps me! It is actually a perfect fleshly body with a top-grade mutated bloodline... Uh?!
The extremely arrogant ancient remnant soul had just rushed into Mo Bufan's sea of consciousness when its wild laughter came to an abrupt end, like a drake caught by the neck.
Because.
Deep within that scarlet, viscous sea of consciousness.
An ancient blood shadow, exuding monstrous demonic qi and as massive as a mountain, was staring fixedly at this uninvited guest with a pair of scarlet giant eyes like searchlights.
Blood River Demon Venerable was also dumbfounded.
The pig he had raised for so many years, the top-grade vessel he planned to possess once it was fattened up.
Today, it was actually snatched right in front of his face by some wild ghost that popped out of nowhere?!
Where did this wandering ghost come from? Die for me!
A mere demonic spawn dares to be insolent before this seat! Heavenly Sword, Punish Evil!
Two ancient monsters that did not belong to this era at all, in Mo Bufan's fragile sea of consciousness, unreasonably launched an apocalyptic soul strangulation!
Aaaaaah——!!!
From Mo Bufan's throat came an extremely shrill scream that didn't sound human at all.
His body stiffened extremely bizarrely in mid-air.
Large mouthfuls of black blood mixed with brain fragments instantly spurted from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.
The agonizing pain of his soul being madly torn apart by two terrifying forces made him unable to move even a single finger.
The possession was activated.
The original owner left the body, and the Void Nether Stone ushered in that extremely fatal three-breath masterless window.
And it was in this first breath.
Gu Yang moved.
The fourth-layer Dao platform, Nether Shadow Evasion, was explosively urged in the counter-current void.
His tall and straight body instantly turned into a translucent phantom that even divine sense could not lock onto.
He smoothly penetrated the berserk gravitational turbulence and, like a true grim reaper, appeared out of thin air right beside Mo Bufan.
Without a single word of nonsense.
Gu Yang coldly raised his right hand.
In his deep black eyes, that extremely slender soul fetter, invisible to the naked eye, was reflected.
In his palm, a pitch-black Nine Nether Soul-Locking Flame and a touch of dark golden Great Sun True Fire fiercely intertwined.
The terrifying collision of extreme yin and extreme yang was dominantly compressed by him into an invisible sharp blade only an inch long.
Sever.
Gu Yang's thin lips moved slightly.
That two-colored fire blade, representing the absolute annihilation of the soul, precisely and ruthlessly cut onto the fetter connecting the Void Nether Stone and the remnant soul.
Sizzle——!
An extremely tiny, crisp sound.
The Supreme remnant soul, which was madly strangling with Blood River Demon Venerable in Mo Bufan's sea of consciousness, suddenly let out a terrifying wail so shrill that it produced no sound.
That was an absolute severe injury where its soul foundation was ruthlessly severed at the waist!
But once the law of possession was activated, it was completely irreversible.
It could only forcefully swallow this sneak attack that nearly scattered its soul, being extremely aggrievedly locked tight in Mo Bufan's sea of consciousness to continue that endless meat-grinder battle.
Gu Yang's abyss-like eyes did not have the slightest ripple.
That large hand with rough calluses naturally reached forward.
And fluidly collected the Boundless Void Nether Stone, which was emitting extreme spatial power, into his storage bag.
Meanwhile.
Mo Bufan's body, bleeding from its seven orifices, after experiencing a brief stiffness, completely fell into irrational madness.
Kill! Kill! All of you, die!!!
The terrifying energy overflowing from the clash of the two great remnant souls completely took over this physical body.
Mo Bufan was like an enraged ancient demon god, his whole body erupting with a nauseating foul blood river and an extremely frantic Supreme sword intent!
Waving the bloodthirsty bone sword in his hand without distinguishing friend from foe, dozens of scarlet sword lights, hundreds of zhang wide, slashed indiscriminately and ruthlessly in all directions!
Those two true inheritance disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect were instantly blown away by this terrifying energy before they could even react, vomiting large mouthfuls of blood.
And below.
Over a dozen surviving rogue cultivators, who had just gone through untold hardships and braved the counter-current sword qi to climb up to the top floating island, had just shown their heads.
What met them head-on was Mo Bufan's apocalyptic, berserk, indiscriminate ultimate move.
No——!
The screams were instantly drowned out in the berserk sword qi and sea of blood, as severed limbs and broken arms fell like rain.
Gu Yang coldly watched this bloody farce of dogs biting dogs.
There was not a trace of pity in his eyes for those innocent people who died tragically.
He turned around extremely calmly.
His large hand roughly grabbed Lan Caidie's slender yet plump waist.
His other hand, as if carrying a lifeless piece of cargo, coldly grabbed Su Lingyan's torn collar.
Su Lingyan's heavily injured and weak delicate body was carried in his hand like a rag doll.
The rough fabric tightly choked her pale, fragile neck, making it difficult for her to breathe.
But her light glazed eyes stared fixedly at Gu Yang's cold profile, which showed not the slightest emotional fluctuation.
Watching him shuttle through that berserk energy capable of destroying the world as if taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.
Her mind was full of his previous unhurried composure as he ghost-like snatched the treasure and then withdrew.
He did not even spare a second glance at the crazed Mo Bufan.
Gu Yang followed the absolutely safe route marked in the intelligence.
Stepping on extremely tricky spatial blind spots, he was like a weightless gray shadow.
He smoothly withdrew from this chaotic void that had been reduced to a Shura field.
Leaving behind all those monsters and ants who had gone completely mad for a fortuitous encounter.
Without being tainted by the slightest bit of karma.
Half an hour later.
On the inner edge of the Shattered Star Sword Domain, inside a hidden underground karst cave.
Gu Yang released his hands extremely casually.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
