Snake-like eyes stared fixedly outside the formation.
The extremely hypocritical and righteous aura that once resided deep within those eyes was completely gone, replaced by a spine-chilling, ultimate malice and fury.
He had expended countless efforts and meticulously laid out this blood refining scheme to deceive the heavens.
Seeing that the Flawless Glazed Heart, which would allow him to cast a first-grade Sacred embryo, was about to perfectly mature.
Yet, at the most critical moment of reeling in the net, someone had extremely precisely used an irresistible piece of top-grade poisoned meat to forcefully overstuff and explode this monster!
The berserk hundred-tier inner demon had completely lost its reasoning.
That massive, faceless glazed head locked deadly onto Ye Chen, whose spiritual energy was the purest within the formation.
Boom!
The colossal body, like a collapsing glazed mountain, carried a terrifying, all-crushing pressure as it smashed viciously toward Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's eyes widened to the point of splitting. He was forced to summon the archaic Compassion Sword from his back, gritting his teeth to engage in a desperate struggle with this completely invincible, rampaging great demon.
On the edge of the battlefield.
The aloof Sword Immortal Ji Shuanghua was also caught in this sudden upheaval.
The violent shockwave directly sent her flying several meters away, crashing heavily onto the sharp, shattered glazed rocks.
Pfft.
She spat out a mouthful of reversed blood. Her frost-white dharma robe was extensively torn, exposing large patches of cold, white skin that was soaked in sweat and brimming with explosive power.
She struggled immensely to prop her body up with her sword, her chest heaving rapidly.
Those cold, clear eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.
Ye Chen's formation was actually broken?
And Mo Bufan, who was hacking around wildly like a mad dog, was also shocked into a brief half-breath of clarity by the terrifying aura of the hundred-tier inner demon.
His twisted face, half covered in Supreme Sword patterns and half in crimson flesh, revealed extreme terror.
Flee... Old Ghost, flee!
The entire hinterland of the Mirror Desert had completely degenerated into an illogical, meat-grinder-like mad Asura field.
And at the source of all this chaos.
In the shadow of that massive sand dune hundreds of meters away.
Gu Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his deep black eyes coldly watching Ye Chen's extremely miserable, beleaguered state as if enjoying a play.
On his face, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, that icy curve deepened.
Lan Caidie was like a boneless water snake.
Even with her dantian sealed, she still acutely sensed the despair-inducing, terrifying killing intent ahead.
Her coquettish face was as pale as paper, yet flushed with a sickly redness due to the interweaving of extreme fear and a strange sense of security.
M-Master... that monster...
Before she could finish her words, she was forcefully choked back by an extremely terrifying surge of pure physical vitality that erupted suddenly from Gu Yang's body.
Gu Yang moved.
In this most chaotic, extremely vulnerable instant where everyone was too busy fending for themselves.
His eyes of the grim reaper, reflecting no human emotion, extremely precisely pierced through the sky full of blood mist and seven-colored glazed halos.
They locked deadly onto the hundred-tier inner demon's extremely berserk, massive body covered in hard glazed scales.
Three inches below the left rib.
An extremely pure, seven-colored flowing light, beating like a heart, was flickering faintly along with its frenzied attacks.
The Flawless Glazed Heart.
Gu Yang's coarse cloth boots extremely brutally stomped and shattered the glazed shadow beneath his feet.
Bang!!!
Without any spiritual energy fluctuation.
The ultimate explosive power of the Desolate Supreme Yang Body caused his frame to instantly tear through the air.
Like a grim reaper's spear burning with dark golden karmic fire, he charged extremely coldly and directly toward the most fatal reverse scale of that hundred-tier great demon!
The berserk hundred-tier great demon had gone completely out of control, and the entire hinterland of the Mirror Shadowless Desert was like an overturned, raging sea.
The seven-colored glazed halos mixed with the thick, nauseating stench of blood, illuminating the world like an Asura purgatory.
Boom!!!
A seven-colored glazed tentacle, as thick as a mountain, extremely savagely smashed through the void.
The terrifying sonic boom shockwave, like materialized steel blades, swept madly in all directions.
On the edge of the battlefield.
The aloof Sword Immortal Ji Shuanghua was extremely arduously swinging a frost-white natal sword qi, attempting to sever the claws of a Foundation Establishment pinnacle inner demon.
But that terrifying shockwave belonging to the hundred-tier great demon unreasonably bombarded her protective astral qi.
Bang!
The astral qi shattered like paper.
Ji Shuanghua threw her head back and sprayed a large mouthful of scalding blood. That forever cold, aloof, and stunningly beautiful face instantly turned as pale as paper.
Like a white swan with broken wings, she was viciously sent flying by this violent shockwave.
On the absolutely smooth glazed mirror surface, she uncontrollably skidded, leaving a poignant, bloody trail dozens of meters long.
Large patches of cold, jade-white skin were cut into a bloody mess by the rough, shattered glazed shards.
Eventually.
Her battered, yet highly explosive delicate body crashed extremely miserably onto the edge of a massive sand dune's shadow.
Less than half a meter away from Gu Yang's lurking coordinates.
Cough...
Ji Shuanghua curled her long, straight legs in agony. That frost-white dharma robe was already torn to shreds.
The fabric, completely soaked in sweat and blood, extremely tightly clung to her breathtaking curves.
She painfully dug her trembling fingers into the glazed mirror surface, trying to stand up again.
On that fragile, yet perfectly straight cold, white nape, several veins bulged in extreme endurance.
She was a proud daughter of heaven, the aloof Sword Immortal of the Supreme Sword Sect.
Even if she had to die, she would die standing.
However.
In the extremely vulnerable instant when she was about to force herself halfway up on her knees.
In the shadows.
Gu Yang moved.
His black eyes, like deep, dry wells, reflected the beating Flawless Glazed Heart deep underground.
There was no emotion, only absolute rationality and cold calculation.
The ultimate explosive power of the Desolate Supreme Yang Body required an absolutely solid fulcrum.
The cracked glazed mirror surface beneath his feet could not withstand his violent recoil, which was like that of a primeval fierce beast.
But a top-tier sword cultivator with excellent bone structure, who had tempered her physical body to the extreme, was barely sufficient.
Gu Yang did not draw his sword, nor did he use a single trace of spiritual energy.
He simply took a step forward.
That large foot wearing a coarse gray cloth boot, extremely precisely and extremely brutally.
Stomped viciously down on Ji Shuanghua's fragile, cold, white lower back that had just straightened up and was slender enough to be grasped in one hand!
Crack!
A scalp-numbing, crisp sound of bone fracturing exploded on the edge of the chaotic battlefield.
Urgh ah!
From Ji Shuanghua's throat came an extremely mournful, completely unsuppressible scream of agony.
Gu Yang's stomp held no tenderness for the fairer sex, stripped of all emotion.
Like an ancient demon god devoid of compassion, he extremely brutally crushed an ant blocking his path.
The rough sole of the cloth boot sank deeply into her fragile, cold, white spine.
The terrifying physical tonnage directly and extremely savagely trampled her proud, delicate body right back onto the cold, hard glazed mirror surface!
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...
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?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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?!
