"What on earth is going on?"
"How could such invisible suppression inexplicably appear?!"
Song Ke was completely puzzled.
Just then, two figures slowly walked over in this direction.
"This ghostly place looks so creepy, yet not a single beast is to be seen!" As he walked, Yi Feng uttered incomprehensible sounds.
"Yeah, it is a bit strange!"
Zhong Qing scratched his little head, also full of doubts.
"Forget it, let's go ahead and take a look. There was a big commotion here just now. I wonder if it was some huge beast!" Yi Feng said softly.
When he saw these two people, killing intent was bursting out of Song Ke's eyes!
He certainly hadn't forgotten that these two had killed all his men and destroyed one of his avatars.
Although he was itching to flay these two, that mysterious force suppressing his cultivation was still there.
This invisible thing gave him a great sense of crisis, so he didn't dare make a rash move.
"Humph, humans, I'll let you off for now. When I get rid of this suppressive force, I'll take care of you properly!"
In secret, Song Ke's eyes flickered as he silently slipped away.
Yi Feng took Zhong Qing around, but they didn't see any beasts that Zhong Qing could practice on.
"Why don't we call it a day, disciple!" Yi Feng looked at the sky and said to Zhong Qing, "Let's find a place nearby to spend the night!"
"Yes, Master!"
Zhong Qing nodded. Suddenly he discovered something and hurriedly shouted, "Wow, Master, there's a huge locust tree here."
Hearing this, Yi Feng also looked over and jumped in fright.
This locust tree was indeed huge. It would probably take dozens of people holding hands to surround it. This strange world really deserved to be called a strange world. There probably wasn't a tree this big anywhere on Earth!
"Alright, let's rest under this tree for the night. We won't have to worry even if there's a downpour!"
After surveying the area, Yi Feng took out his belongings and pitched a camp under the locust tree.
"Phew!"
Meanwhile, Li Shuhua and the others, who had been secretly observing all this from the hidden space, revealed looks of shock.
These two really had great skills and guts to spend the night right under Song Ke's belly.
What shocked them even more was that Song Ke, who had been so aggressive earlier, was now completely still.
That meant that even Song Ke, who had broken through to Sagehood, was afraid of them?
"Should we come out now?" someone asked.
"I think we should wait and see. Apart from being right under Song Ke's nose, we also don't know anything about these two. What if there's some conflict that we can't handle!" Yang Tianyu said.
Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
But just then, they suddenly noticed Yi Feng looking in their direction. He then got up and walked over here.
Seeing this, Li Shuhua and the others were shocked.
"Can he...see us?"
Yang Tianyu said in astonishment.
"No, impossible. This is absolutely impossible. Pure vision cannot penetrate the spatial barrier of the concealed formation. " Li Shuhua shook his head and explained, "So his coming over should just be a coincidence!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this.
As Li Shuhua said, it was probably just a coincidence that Yi Feng walked over.
But then Yi Feng suddenly called out to them, "It's you guys again. Squatting here like that, are you guys taking a group dump?"
What?
They were stunned, gaping in shock.
Li Shuhua's old face even turned red.
Clearly, their so-called concealment array was completely ineffective against Yi Feng's vision.
Now that they had been seen through, there was no need to keep pretending.
Everyone got up awkwardly, afraid that Yi Feng would blame them for hiding here and peeping. They quickly explained in trepidation.
"Senior, we..."
Seeing this, Yi Feng waved his hand to interrupt them and said with a laugh, "It's fine, a chance encounter is fate. We're all men, no need to feel embarrassed. I came to ask if you have any toilet paper you could spare me a spot?"
Everyone's faces turned red.
The mindset of such a master really was hard to fathom!
"Alright, it seems you're out of toilet paper, so I'll just have to endure." Yi Feng squeezed his butt cheeks and walked straight back to the campsite. After sitting down, he called out to them, "Come over and sit for a bit after you're done!"
"What should we do?"
Hearing this, they immediately revealed worried looks.
They didn't dare ignore Yi Feng's invitation, but they really didn't dare go over there.
"Forget it, we can't escape now anyway. With this senior's abilities, since he invited us over, he'll probably ensure our safety." Li Shuhua gritted his teeth and said.
Everyone deeply agreed. They had no choice but to reluctantly shuffle over with tiny steps.
But although they had guessed Yi Feng would ensure their safety, they still had no confidence when it came time to take action.
The closer they got to the tree, the more hesitant their steps became.
Cold sweat streamed down their foreheads.
Seeing their appearance, Yi Feng kindly reminded, "You guys should pay attention to how long you squat. Squatting too long not only makes your legs numb, but can also easily cause hemorrhoids!"
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."
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
