Like a drop of heavy lead sinking into the deep sea, he plummeted straight down with absolute ruthlessness, following the gravitational collapse in the deepest depths of the spatial turbulence.
The exceptionally violent spatial turbulence acted like hundreds of millions of invisible steel saws, frantically tearing through this realm of absolute, deathly dark silence.
Gu Yang's body was like an iron tower that had lost its gravity, plummeting at extreme speed through the twisted void fissures.
The coarse gray linen clothes that had accompanied him all this way, stained with the blood of countless heaven-chosen geniuses, finally succumbed to the immense pressure in this turbulence capable of shredding supreme magical treasures, turning into a cloud of gray dust.
His cold, pale physical body, resembling a primeval desolate beast with every inch of muscle containing ultimate explosive power, was completely exposed to the void storms that could instantly tear a Golden Core cultivator into shredded meat.
Bang!
A terrifying, extremely muffled boom echoed out, like a meteorite smashing into the earth's crust.
Gu Yang's feet brutally stomped a terrifying crater dozens of feet wide into an unknown black wasteland.
He used no techniques to dissipate the force.
He relied purely on the overwhelmingly tyrannical physical strength of his Desolate Ancient Extreme Yang Body to forcibly endure the falling impact that was enough to shatter mountains.
The surroundings were an extremely oppressive, deathly silent wasteland that swallowed even the light.
The air was filled with a nauseatingly thick, ancient stench of decay, and the black gravel beneath his feet was like countless tiny iron filings, icy cold and incredibly hard.
An absolutely perfect dead land for secluded cultivation.
There was no ripple of emotion in Gu Yang's abyss-like black eyes, not even the slightest hint of relief at having survived a disaster.
He sat down cross-legged with extreme coldness, his broad back like a javelin piercing the heavens, perfectly straight without the slightest bend.
Inside his body, the Outer Dao Demon Realm Origin that he had forcibly extracted from the eye of the ancient Sword Demon array had completely descended into the most frantic rampage!
This was a substance of ultimate evil that had precipitated for tens of millions of years, enough to burst ten Nascent Soul old monsters.
At this moment, they acted like countless extremely greedy black venomous snakes, madly biting and rampaging through Gu Yang's broad and resilient meridians.
Riiiip!
On the surface of Gu Yang's cold, jade-white skin, countless extremely hideous, pure black veins instantly bulged out.
Those veins violently writhed beneath his highly explosive muscles like living creatures, as if they would burst out of his body at any moment.
An extremely pungent stench of blood mixed with the foul odor of demonic energy frantically seeped out from the pores all over his body.
Had it been any other peerless heaven-chosen genius, they would have long been completely consumed by this power, turning into a puddle of pus and blood in sheer terror and despair.
But Gu Yang's thin lips curled into an extremely cruel, utterly cold sneer.
"You entered my dantian, and you still think you can turn the world upside down?"
He did not use any defensive magical treasures, nor did he set up any isolating array formations.
Gu Yang's large hands, bearing rough thin calluses, savagely formed an incredibly archaic and violent hand seal in front of his lower abdomen.
The Great Sun Heaven-Burning Sutra, ultimate reversal!
Boom!!!
Deep within his dantian, the Golden Crow Origin Fire, which had been compressed to the absolute limit, violently detonated like a completely ignited dark golden sun!
The Great Sun True Fire, containing extreme yang, extreme firmness, and absolute tyranny, surged upstream through Gu Yang's meridians with extreme brutality.
It crashed head-on into the black Demon Realm Origin that was madly wreaking havoc.
An extremely tragic meat-grinder battle with no way of retreat, using his physical body as the battlefield, thoroughly commenced within Gu Yang.
Ssss!
The extremely ear-piercing sound of burning flesh clearly echoed across the deathly silent black wasteland.
The Great Sun True Fire acted like the most brutal iron hammer; with every beat of his pulse, it carried a terrifying high temperature capable of incinerating all things, viciously smashing into that ink-thick demonic energy.
The high temperature instantly melted through the tough inner walls of Gu Yang's meridians.
The boiling hot blood had just seeped out before it was evaporated into an extremely pungent dark red blood mist.
Pain.
It was an ultimate form of slow slicing, akin to placing one's soul on a red-hot anvil and repeatedly crushing and reassembling it with a ten-thousand-ton hydraulic press.
Yet, on Gu Yang's cold face, which looked as if it were chiseled by a knife and axe, not even a single, extremely tiny muscle twitched.
His deep black eyes stared fixedly into the void.
In his gaze, there was only absolute rationality and a machine-like, absolute exploitation of his own physical body.
He even felt that the refining speed of the Great Sun True Fire was not fast enough.
His left index finger suddenly flicked out a wisp of the ink-black Netherworld Soul-Locking Flame.
"Go."
The extremely yin and extremely cold black flame pierced into his own heart from an incredibly tricky angle!
Crack!
Within this single breath, the blood in Gu Yang's chest cavity was frozen into countless tiny black ice shards.
The Netherworld Soul-Locking Flame followed his heart meridian, acting like an extremely sharp scalpel, and brutally cut into the core of the Demon Realm Origin from another direction.
A dual heaven of ice and fire.
The Great Sun True Fire madly burned and forged those impure karmas of ultimate evil from the outside.
The Netherworld Soul-Locking Flame extremely coldly froze and eliminated the lingering will of the Sword Demon within the demonic energy from the inside.
Gu Yang's physical body completely degenerated into a flesh and blood furnace that pursued only ultimate efficiency.
Sweat flowed down his chiseled muscles like a waterfall, instantly vaporizing in mid-air from his terrifying body temperature before it could even drop.
Time lost its meaning in this extremely dull and extremely cruel self-tempering.
The black gravel beneath his feet was forcibly melted into a boiling glazed magma pool hundreds of feet wide by the terrifying high temperatures radiating from his body.
An unknown amount of time passed.
That originally peerlessly violent and untamable tens of millions of years old Demon Realm Origin.
Under the bottomless mixed double-beating of these two top-tier heaven and earth extraordinary fires, all of its ferocity was finally completely wiped out.
It turned into a pool of extremely thick, heart-palpitating dark golden liquid energy, lying extremely docilely at the bottom of Gu Yang's dantian.
"Condense."
Gu Yang's thin lips spat out a cold syllable without any fluctuation.
In his sea of consciousness, the first seven tiers of Dao Platforms resonated with a boom.
The defense of the Chaos Lotus Platform, the balance of the Yin-Yang Glazed Platform, the vitality of the Crimson Blood Immortal Platform, the concealment of the Netherworld Dao Platform, the fortune and life force of Taiji and Taiyi, and the absolute illusion-breaking of the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Platform.
The seven bases, radiating completely different auras of the Great Dao, madly pulled at that pool of thoroughly tamed Demon Realm Origin.
The eighth tier of the Dao Platform began to be cast.
There was no ethereal flashing of spiritual light like before, nor was there the resonance of the Great Dao's Sanskrit chanting.
There was only an extremely heavy, terrifyingly suffocating, deathly silence.
That pool of dark golden liquid energy cooled and solidified extremely slowly at the very top of his dantian.
It transformed into a dark red cast iron base about ten feet across, looking as if it had been entirely soaked in blood.
Rough, icy cold, and covered with extremely hideous rust and dried bloodstains.
This did not look like an immortal cultivator's Dao Platform at all.
It was simply an executioner's beheading block, pulled out with extreme savagery from the deepest depths of the eighteenth tier of the Avici Hell!
"Outer Dao Hell-Suppressing Platform."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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?"
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.
