Only after recalling the strange incident earlier did Yao Qianji's expression regain some composure. His tone shifted, becoming much more solemn.
"There's no need to mention this matter again. Just escort those lowly commoners to the Northern Desolate Wasteland."
"As for the ancient sea beasts, something is truly peculiar. We must send someone to investigate thoroughly—what could have caused such an anomaly?"
"Even I have never witnessed an entire clan of sea beasts migrating. There might be something terrifying behind this, something that could even affect the Divine Land. This is the top priority!"
The guard trembled at his words and immediately bowed.
"As you command!"
As he stepped out of the ancient city, Yao Qianji's decree spread. The Black Dragon Divine Guards by the coast received the message, their voices booming like thunder over the shore.
"You lowly commoners, move swiftly to the Northern Desolate Wasteland to mine the Heavenly Ore!"
Instantly!
The cultivators along the coast were struck with horror, their faces twisting with shock and indignation.
"What?!"
"How could this be?!"
"They actually want us to mine like laborers?!"
"Outrageous! I’ve cultivated for tens of thousands of years, once reigning as a clan patriarch, a ruler of my own heavenly domain! How dare you insult me like this!"
"Exactly! Though our cultivation may be lacking, we are not mere livestock to be slaughtered! We will not be treated as slaves!"
The sudden command left the cultivators in disbelief. Many roared in fury, their pride refusing to bow to such humiliation.
Watching the ants below clamor, the black-armored guards in the sky remained indifferent, as if such defiance was nothing new, unworthy of their attention.
Then, the squad leader crossed his arms and issued another cold order.
"This is Lord Yao’s command. Those who disobey will be executed without mercy!"
The moment his words fell—
Several black shadows streaked across the sky, landing on the ground in an instant.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
With faint, almost imperceptible sounds, the shadows darted into the crowd.
Then came the sickening bursts of blood and flesh.
"Thud!"
Over a hundred who had spoken out earlier collapsed lifelessly.
Some had their hearts pierced, eyes wide with unwillingness. Others were decapitated, their lifeless gazes frozen in horror. Some simply exploded into mist, their bodies and souls erased without a trace.
In an instant—
The remaining cultivators stumbled back in terror, cries of shock erupting.
"This—this can’t be?!"
"Brother Liu! NO!!!"
Trembling, their eyes filled with overwhelming fear and disbelief.
Before they could even react, the enemy had already slaughtered their way through, cutting down comrades who had once stood together. It happened too fast—too brutally.
In mere moments, life and death were decided.
The gap in strength was like heaven and earth. What they had just witnessed was far more terrifying than wolves among sheep.
Even those still standing were petrified into silence.
Too strong.
These people from the Fallen God’s Land were far beyond their comprehension.
Their overwhelming power not only crushed all resistance but also shattered every last shred of defiance in the cultivators’ hearts.
Only pure, unrelenting fear remained, gripping every soul present.
It felt as though, at any moment, death could claim them all.
The legendary paradise at the end of the Great Dao—was this what it truly was? None had imagined that their dream-come-true would turn into a nightmare so quickly.
From heaven to hell, in the blink of an eye.
Nearly ninety percent of the cultivators were too terrified to speak, trembling as they retreated, utterly subdued by the enemy’s might and merciless brutality.
Lin Ruowei’s face paled as she stared at the bloodied corpses on the ground.
Just as the tension reached its peak—
An elder with an immortal’s demeanor, Elder Song, quietly slipped toward the back of the crowd. Suddenly, he crushed a treasure hidden in his sleeve, his body enveloped in a hazy mist as he prepared to tear through space and escape. A wild grin spread across his face.
"Fellow Daoists, I’ll take my leave first. My apologies!"
The commotion stunned those nearby.
"Elder Song, you—?!"
Not only his acquaintances but even strangers were dumbfounded. How could this revered elder abandon them at such a critical moment?
Some turned pale with shock, others burned with anger, while a few seemed to realize something.
But before anyone could react—
The space around Elder Song suddenly froze. The ripples of his escape dissipated, and his fading figure snapped back into clarity.
Then, his body began to twist grotesquely.
"Boom!"
With a deafening explosion, Elder Song screamed as he burst into a cloud of blood.
Several cultivators were splattered, their legs shaking uncontrollably.
Above them, the squad leader slowly retracted his clenched fist, his face filled with disdain.
"Anyone else want to run?"
His casual words carried an oppressive might, descending from the heavens like a crushing weight. Every cultivator along the coast felt as though a mountain pressed down on them.
Those with weaker cultivation even coughed up blood.
Too terrifying…
The gap in strength was unimaginable. Even escape techniques were utterly useless.
At this moment—
All thoughts of resistance vanished. The cultivators were consumed by despair.
Finally, someone could bear it no longer and let out a desperate howl.
"Heavens!"
"Why is the Fallen God’s Land like this?! Is there no one to save us? We’re fellow humans! After enduring countless trials to get here, why must we suffer such humiliation?!"
"Is this the true face of the Fallen God’s Land?!"
"I refuse to believe it! I REFUSE!!!"
Yet no matter how he screamed, no answer came.
As the world’s cruel truth dictated—the weak had no right to fairness.
As more black shadows descended, the suffocating pressure grew unbearable. In just a few dozen breaths, regardless of status or cultivation level, everyone had their powers sealed.
Men and women alike were bound with enchanted golden ropes, linked like a chain of prisoners, before being dragged into the void…
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?!
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.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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!
