At this moment, it was completely exposed to the blade of this nameless rogue cultivator who had suddenly struck!
"You dare to snatch this Dao Child's possession?!"
Ye Chen's perfect face, which usually wore a compassionate smile year-round, completely twisted at this moment.
Extreme greed and fury made him entirely shed his hypocritical layer of righteous holiness.
He fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, and his eyes instantly oozed sickening black blood.
"Marrow-Seizing Blood-Devouring Seal, die for me!"
Ye Chen formed a hand seal with one hand in an extremely malicious manner.
A scarlet beam of blood light, originating from a technique that absolutely did not belong to the orthodox path, shot out like a highly toxic, invisible leech.
It pierced through the violent seven-colored halos from an incredibly tricky angle, aiming straight for the fatal acupoint at the back of Gu Yang's heart!
This was the extremely evil parasitic secret technique he had been cultivating in secret.
As long as one was tainted by even a trace of it, the struck person's entire body's essence blood and root bones would be completely drained from afar within three breaths!
An extremely cruel fanaticism flickered in the depths of Ye Chen's eyes, as if he could already see the miserable sight of Gu Yang turning into a dried corpse.
Gu Yang's abyss-like black eyes showed not the slightest ripple.
He did not even turn his head to look at this extremely malicious sneak attack.
His charging footsteps did not stall in the slightest.
The first layer of his Dao Foundation, the Primal Chaos Lotus Platform, silently operated within his sea of consciousness.
Buzz—!
A translucent phantom of a five-colored light lotus bloomed extremely abruptly on the surface of Gu Yang's coarse hemp garments.
Cyan, red, yellow, white, and black.
The five elements generated one another, endlessly cycling without pause.
The moment that scarlet blood beam, which was capable of instantly draining a Golden Core cultivator, touched the five-colored light barrier.
It was like mud smashing headlong into an immemorial bronze bell.
Bang!
An extremely violent five-element rebounding force surged upstream in an incredibly unreasonable manner along that invisible blood-qi connection!
Pfft—!
Ye Chen looked as if he had been struck by lightning, throwing his head back and wildly spewing a massive mouthful of black blood mixed with organ fragments.
His right hand that had formed the seal was shattered inch by inch by the backlash force, hanging down limply.
Despair and horror completely submerged his bloodshot eyeballs.
Meanwhile, Gu Yang's figure had already smoothly closed in on the left ribs of the Hundred-Step Inner Demon.
The frenzied seven-colored glazed halos illuminated his emotionless face, making him look like a grim reaper.
Three inches below the left ribs.
The third thick, reverse-growing glazed scale.
Gu Yang's large hand with distinct joints suddenly clenched into a fist.
A Nine Netherworld Soul-Locking Flame, pitch-black like ink and completely devoid of temperature, explosively bloomed on the surface of his fist.
The extremely yin and freezing black flame was like a blade of judgment from the netherworld.
"Break."
Gu Yang threw a punch.
There was no earth-shattering spiritual power explosion, only an extremely pure annihilation that stripped away all life force.
Crack—Sizzle!
The reverse glazed scale, which was comparable to a supreme-grade defensive magical treasure, touched the Nine Netherworld Soul-Locking Flame.
In an instant, along with the violent demonic energy beneath it, it was unreasonably vaporized into a giant, scorched black hole!
The Hundred-Step Inner Demon let out an extremely shrill, silent howl of misery.
Gu Yang's arm did not pause in the slightest.
Following the gap burned through by the black flame, he violently thrust his arm straight into the depths of the boiling hot glazed flesh and blood!
His rough five fingers fiercely clawed within the viscous demonic energy.
He accurately grasped that top-tier spiritual object that was radiating seven-colored flowing light and beating madly.
Squwelch!
Amidst the scalp-numbing sound of flesh tearing.
Gu Yang's arm violently yanked outward.
Massive spurts of seven-colored demonic blood, emitting a strong strange fragrance, exploded in midair like a fountain.
That flawless Glazed Heart, untainted by a single speck of dust, was forcefully ripped out of the demon's body alive by him!
"No!!!"
Hundreds of feet away, Ye Chen, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, let out a miserable shriek like a wild beast having its lifeblood brutally severed.
His painstakingly crafted, earth-shattering grand scheme, his supreme great dao to step into a first-grade Righteous Holy Fetus.
In just this single breath of time, it was brutally uprooted right in front of his face!
As the Flawless Glazed Heart entered his hand, an extreme coolness instantly surged into his meridians along Gu Yang's rough palm.
He showed no lingering greed, cleanly tossing it into his storage bag.
The Hundred-Step Inner Demon, its core removed, had its massive body fall into extreme madness before its complete collapse.
The seven-colored tentacles dancing wildly in the sky smashed down madly in all directions like an indiscriminate meteor shower.
Gu Yang's deep black eyes reflected this chaos that was about to destroy everything.
His coarse gray cloth boot fiercely ground against the extremely smooth glazed mirror surface.
The tip of his foot precisely kicked up a sharp glazed shard stained with the inner demon's foul blood.
The Great Sun Heaven-Incinerating Scripture quietly operated.
An extremely overbearing streak of dark golden flowing flame stealthily attached itself to the sharp edge of the shard.
Bang!
Gu Yang delivered a midair kick, violently striking the tail end of the shard.
Swish—!
That glazed shard, wrapped in the Great Sun True Fire, was like a dark golden lightning bolt tearing through the sky.
It accurately bypassed the violent tentacles flying all over the sky.
With a squelch, it deadly nailed into the body of Mo Bufan in the distance, who was hacking and killing wildly like a mad dog!
Mo Bufan, who was already on the verge of qi deviation.
In his sea of consciousness, the Blood River Demon Venerable and the Taishang Remnant Soul were in a delicate balance of fighting to the death.
Gu Yang's shard, carrying the supreme yang aura of the desolate ancient era, was like a fatal spark thrown straight into a powder keg!
Boom!!!
The thick demonic energy inside Mo Bufan's body was instantly ignited completely by the Great Sun True Fire!
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
Mo Bufan's body expanded in an incredibly bizarre manner in midair, his blood vessels bursting one by one like twisting red snakes.
The extreme yang fire and the extremely evil demonic energy madly repelled and clashed with each other.
He completely lost his last shred of reason, turning into a flesh and blood bomb spraying destructive sword qi everywhere!
"Kill! All of you, die!! Ye Chen, die!!!"
The maddened Mo Bufan locked his bloodshot, bulging eyes firmly onto Ye Chen, whose spiritual power was currently the weakest.
Dragging that bloodthirsty bone sword burning with dual-colored flames of blood-red and dark gold, he lunged madly toward Ye Chen like a crazed fiend.
A perfect bait, a perfect scapegoat.
A trace of temperatureless coldness flashed through the depths of Gu Yang's eyes.
In this deathly heartland that had been completely detonated like a meat grinder.
The Thousand Illusions Concealment was silently activated in his sea of consciousness.
Gu Yang's tall and straight body, which emitted a terrifying vitality like an ancient ferocious beast.
Along with the faint airflow brought about by his breathing, everything was violently and completely erased from this heaven and earth in this single breath.
Like a phantom that simply did not exist.
At the edge of the battlefield.
Ji Shuanghua's mutated Black Frost Sword Prison was contracting and closing inward extremely slowly.
That was a self-sealing cage of death formed in her subconscious after her dignity had been completely crushed by Gu Yang and a morbid submission had awakened within her.
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!
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?!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
