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!
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."
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.”
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.
