At this moment, in Passageway No. 11.
All the guards had been taken down, and those Profound Immortals from the Great Sun Immortal Continent wore cold smiles as they prepared to enter the main city and go into hiding.
Just then.
"Bang!"
As those Profound Immortals were about to enter the city, a black shadow—Su Yanjin—swiftly flashed by.
Before the Profound Immortals even realized what was happening, their dantians and meridians were completely destroyed, and they collapsed in pools of blood. Their faces still carried the smiles from before.
Everything happened in an instant.
Meanwhile, at another location.
At Gate No. 13 in the eastern part of the city.
A dozen Profound Immortals from the Great Sun Immortal Continent were concealing their auras and flying swiftly toward the gate.
In front of the gate, the Earth Immortal guards stood at their posts, completely unaware of the approaching Profound Immortals.
Just as they were about to fly past the gate.
"Bang!"
Another black shadow flashed by, and these dozen Profound Immortals were instantly killed, falling from the sky and landing in front of several guards.
Only then did the guards react, shouting urgently, "Enemy attack!"
However, when they cautiously approached the fallen Profound Immortals, they found that they were already dead.
...
Similar incidents occurred at more than a dozen passageways.
All of it happened in the blink of an eye.
Afterwards, Su Yanjin returned to his post as if he had never left.
As for the two guards who had been chatting, they continued their conversation.
In their eyes, Su Yanjin had been standing there the entire time, never moving.
As dawn approached, the news of the incident was quickly reported to Xiang Tiannan, the ruler of the continent.
"Is this true? Hundreds of Profound Immortals were all killed at more than a dozen passageways?"
Xiang Tiannan exclaimed in shock.
Jiang Cheng nodded and replied, "Absolutely true."
"What's more, I've analyzed the time of their deaths and the methods used, and they were all identical—their dantians and meridians were completely shattered."
Jiang Cheng reported with a grave expression.
"Killing hundreds of Profound Immortals at the same time? Using the same method? And over such a vast distance?"
Xiang Tiannan was even more astonished.
Someone with such abilities was at least a Sun and Moon Immortal Realm expert, possibly on par with himself.
When did such a powerful figure appear in Star Net Capital City? And why was he unaware of it?
"This matter must be investigated thoroughly. Issue a decree: anyone who can provide clues about this expert will be rewarded with a lower-grade immortal artifact."
Xiang Tiannan commanded sternly.
"Understood."
Jiang Cheng accepted the order and prepared to go and make the announcement.
"Wait a moment. I'm still not entirely at ease. Take me to inspect the bodies of those slain Profound Immortals. Perhaps we can find some clues."
Xiang Tiannan stopped Jiang Cheng.
He decided to personally inspect the corpses to confirm whether there was any conspiracy involved.
"Alright."
Jiang Cheng nodded and immediately notified the gate guards to prepare, then led Xiang Tiannan there.
At Passageway No. 9 in the southern part of the city.
Zhang Cheng also received the news and quickly gathered his small team.
"Stay sharp, everyone. The ruler is coming for an inspection. Keep your focus and don't mess up, understood?"
Zhang Cheng shouted loudly.
"Yes!"
The guards responded in unison, standing straight with solemn expressions, each one putting forth their best demeanor.
After all, it was the ruler. If they performed well and caught his eye, they might even get promoted!
Su Yanjin, however, stood there expressionlessly.
"That's the attitude. When the ruler arrives, be sure to salute him."
Zhang Cheng continued to remind them.
Just as he finished, he saw Xiang Tiannan and Jiang Cheng approaching, surrounded by a group of attendants.
As Xiang Tiannan walked closer, his mind was still preoccupied with the matter of the Profound Immortals.
There were no visible wounds on the bodies of those Profound Immortals, and such a technique was something he had never seen before.
When he arrived at Passageway No. 9.
Zhang Cheng quickly signaled.
In an instant, he and the other guards all saluted Xiang Tiannan in unison.
"Ruler!"
Still lost in thought, Xiang Tiannan was brought back to reality by this call.
Seeing the guards in front of him standing tall and alert, Xiang Tiannan nodded in satisfaction.
"Not bad, you at Passageway No. 9..."
Before Xiang Tiannan could finish his compliment, he paused.
Because he saw an Earth Immortal guard suddenly start walking toward the gate on his own.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
] [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!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
