Mo Ziang claimed he hadn't held back, but whether he truly didn't hold back, only he knew.
The young man seemed to have no desire to continue the conversation. He stepped onto the railing and leapt hundreds of meters upward! Grabbing the balcony railing of the building above, he pulled himself up and suddenly unleashed a massive sonic boom! His body shot out like a cannonball!
His speed was incredibly fast, agile, and sharp. Within seconds, he disappeared from their sight.
Su Ze didn't ask Mo Ziang about Li Wentong. It was classified information, and since the state didn't want him to know, he wouldn't pry. There's a saying: the more you know, the sooner you die.
"Damn, that's impressive..." Xuanyuan Jin remarked, watching the young man rapidly disappear into the distance.
"Are you really a monk?" Su Ze turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Jin.
"Don't I look like one?" Xuanyuan Jin clasped his hands together and turned around, his bald head gleaming with a faint light.
...
The three of them continued jumping down the building. Along the way, they saw many participants with bizarre appearances.
A grotesque, indescribable fleshball watched them as they descended, its eyes wandering around with a somewhat clueless expression.
Who would have thought that such a silly-looking creature from another realm was actually a Lamp Realm being, possessing a divine law used for creating worlds?
"It's really ugly," Xuanyuan Jin commented.
The fleshball suddenly flailed wildly!
It leapt into the air, its body stretching and tearing, transforming into a massive, sky-covering maw, ready to devour the three of them in one bite!
"You're asking for death." Xuanyuan Jin landed on a building, flipped his palm, and formed a Buddhist hand seal.
"Sky-Overturning Seal!"
His pupils shone with a brilliant golden light, and a radiant swastika symbol expanded behind him before vanishing.
Immediately, a towering Buddha phantom, dozens of meters tall, materialized around him!
The Buddha raised its hand and, with a single strike, crushed the monster, causing blood to splatter everywhere!
The invisible law within the monster instantly detached from its body and was absorbed by Xuanyuan Jin.
Xuanyuan Jin could feel that this law couldn't be absorbed and used immediately. It remained within his body.
"Too little," Xuanyuan Jin lamented. The monster's law was pitifully small, only one-twentieth of his own. No wonder it was crushed with a single strike.
Su Ze and Mo Ziang were stunned.
"Susanoo?" Mo Ziang circled the Buddha phantom surrounding Xuanyuan Jin, examining the massive figure. "Can you lend me your eyes? I'll give them back when we're done."
"Can you die for a bit? I'll revive you later," Xuanyuan Jin retorted with a disdainful glance.
After descending for some time, the three of them no longer saw any other participants from other realms.
Suddenly, the white haze at the bottom of the tower gradually cleared, revealing a neon-lit city under the night sky!
A massive wave of law energy rippled through the city, indicating that the real battlefield was below!
Without hesitation, the three of them leapt down into the city.
The tower vanished.
As if it had never existed.
The three of them fell freely from the sky, plummeting rapidly toward the city!
"The battlefield is mine to dominate!"
Mo Ziang let out a maniacal and gleeful laugh.
Countless creatures from other realms were drawn to Mo Ziang's crazed laughter, their lips curling into cold smiles.
"Free lunch from the sky."
"Are you insane?!" Su Ze was shocked. Wouldn't it be better to land quietly and stay hidden? Why draw everyone's attention? Are you trying to get MVP in a deathmatch?
After all, they were all Lamp Realm beings from myriad realms, each possessing their own laws! If Mo Ziang got surrounded by these people, survival would be nearly impossible!
But things didn't go as Su Ze expected. The three of them didn't end up as "loot boxes" upon landing.
Mo Ziang was like a war god descended from heaven! He drew the twin blades from his waist and slashed downward at the participants waiting below, unleashing a massive crimson blade light infused with law energy! The attack tore through the defensive laws set up by the participants like a net!
Only three participants had gathered below him. Although his shout had drawn attention, most people simply thought Mo Ziang was insane. They were too busy dealing with their own enemies to care about him, thinking such a show-off wouldn't last long here.
A vast crimson mist spread out for hundreds of meters, and Mo Ziang pulled the mist down, slamming it into the three participants below!
BOOM!!
Under the night sky, the massive crimson mist stood out starkly.
The heat waves from the mist distorted the space, and within it, the sounds of fighting, shouting, and screaming echoed. Mo Ziang, like a ghost, laughed maniacally as he swung his twin blades with overwhelming force, engaging the three in a fierce battle!
Even fighting one against three, he didn't fall behind!
Su Ze was dumbfounded. This guy was truly insane! Charging head-on like that!
Su Ze didn't have time to dwell on Mo Ziang's antics, as two participants had gathered at his landing spot, waiting for him.
Su Ze smirked slightly. Killing them would likely bring his law capacity to half its limit!
A majestic dragon phantom appeared behind him, letting out a deafening roar!
The opponents were instantly stunned!
Su Ze reached behind his back.
Whoosh!
[Ghost Slayer Heavenly Child] handed the hilt of a blade to him, and Su Ze engaged in a fierce battle with his opponents!
Xuanyuan Jin landed safely. The participants in the neon city were all busy fighting each other. They seemed to have found their dance partners, clashing in this city that, from a distance, looked dazzling with neon lights but up close was filled with ruin and scars.
Xuanyuan Jin strolled leisurely through the streets. A flickering neon sign hung precariously, a streetlight flickered on and off, and a vending machine's exposed wires sparked intermittently.
He wondered why the gods had chosen to build such a neon city as the battleground.
He stopped pondering and raised his hand. At that moment, ripples appeared in the sky, and a participant suddenly descended from above, swinging a sword at Xuanyuan Jin with lightning speed!
"Pathetic clown," Xuanyuan Jin said calmly, his large hand shooting out to grab the descending enemy!
BOOM!
A loud explosion! Xuanyuan Jin's eyes glowed with a cold golden light as he pinned the head of the ambushing participant to the ground!
His grip tightened, and the participant's throat made gurgling sounds, as if blood was choking it. The participant's head emitted a creaking noise, unable to withstand the pressure.
Xuanyuan Jin's face remained calm, but the golden light in his eyes suddenly turned chaotic! His expression twisted into a snarl.
The participant's head instantly turned into a pool of mush.
...
Mo Ziang slashed through the crimson mist, creating a rift hundreds of meters long.
Under the night sky, he stood on a blood-soaked, ruined street, laughing maniacally, wildly, and with satisfaction. He held a severed head in his hand, the mist around him making him look like a terrifying specter.
The two remaining participants, severely injured, widened their eyes in fear and fled in opposite directions.
Thousands of crows took to the sky, blotting out the heavens as they scattered across the city.
An hour later.
Mo Ziang walked down a dimly lit street, carrying three severed heads. Though covered in wounds, his smile remained twisted.
His law capacity had reached eighty percent of its limit!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.”
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
