“Hey, what kind of ghost are you?”
Wu Tian, who had just been revived, shouted at the demonic shadow in the sky.
Though he wasn’t afraid, there was still a hint of wariness in his voice.
With the appearance of that dark, massive face, he could even feel that his revival speed had slowed down significantly. Even Hong Fengkuang beside him had only just finished reassembling at this moment.
This demonic shadow seemed to carry a kind of law suppression.
“Hehe, I am the true master of the Heavenly Immortal Palace, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao,” the demonic shadow sneered, his tone filled with arrogance. As he laughed, it seemed as though the entire Heavenly Immortal Palace trembled.
“So, you’re the one who captured Senior Sister Yunwu?”
Su Yunyun’s phoenix-like eyes narrowed, her empress-like aura emanating as she stared coldly at the dark face in the sky.
All the fellow disciples looked at the demonic shadow with anger.
“Of course!”
A voice filled with mockery and even a hint of amusement echoed from the sky.
“Why?”
Su Yunyun’s voice turned even colder.
“To lure you all here, of course.”
“Because your master is an extremely powerful existence. And as his disciples, each of you is a child of destiny, carrying extraordinary fortunes.”
“And you didn’t disappoint me. Judging from your abilities, devouring any one of you would be worth more than all the other trash combined.”
“Of course, I might as well tell you this—after merging your powers, my next target will naturally be your master. But first, I must devour you. After all, if I don’t, I probably won’t stand a chance against your mysterious master.”
The demonic shadow in the void spoke without hesitation, as if these events were destined to happen.
“Bullshit! How dare you compare yourself to our master?”
“Exactly, who do you think you are? You’re not even worthy!”
The disciples exploded with rage upon hearing the demonic shadow’s words.
It was one thing to insult them, but to dare target their master? That was outright audacious.
“You dare disrespect our master? You’re asking for death!”
Hong Fengkuang was the first to lose control. With a heavy stomp, he flew into the void, charging straight at the dark face.
And then, he self-detonated.
Boom!
A massive explosion erupted in the void, creating a burst of flames and a cloud of dust.
However, when the dust settled, the demonic shadow remained completely unharmed.
In fact, its aura seemed even stronger.
“Hmph, if this had happened before your battle, that explosion might have affected me a little. But now, after absorbing so much life force, such an attack can’t even shake me.”
The demonic shadow’s dark clouds churned as it let out a cold laugh. Hong Fengkuang’s self-destruction hadn’t affected it in the slightest.
“What?”
Everyone was shocked.
They knew the power of Hong Fengkuang’s explosion all too well. It was something they wouldn’t dare to face head-on. The Heavenly Immortal Palace had been shattered into several pieces by his explosions.
Yet, the demonic shadow in the void remained completely unscathed.
“No, he’s not a normal life form. That’s why the explosion didn’t affect him.”
While everyone was stunned, Mo Tianji’s eyes flashed with light. She had deduced everything that happened the moment Hong Fengkuang exploded.
“Then let’s try my fist.”
Bai Qiyu’s cloak fluttered as he stood on the deck of the spirit boat, throwing a punch toward the dark face in the void.
Boom!
But just like Hong Fengkuang’s explosion, the punch only produced a dull thud in the sky, leaving the dark face completely unharmed.
“I told you, it’s useless,” the demonic shadow sneered.
“Everyone, attack together with all your strength!”
Seeing this, Su Yunyun immediately made a decision and gave the order.
All the disciples acted almost simultaneously.
With their various techniques, a dazzling array of attacks gathered in the sky, tearing the space apart and creating a vacuum.
In the next moment, all the attacks merged into a massive, blinding beam of light that shot toward the dark face in the void.
“Ants trying to shake the heavens? What a joke.”
Seemingly sensing the threat, the demonic shadow churned violently.
From within the dark clouds, a massive black hand, radiating endless darkness, descended and crushed down.
Boom!
The combined beam of light collided with the black hand.
The entire world trembled violently.
Countless Sun and Moon Immortal Realm experts in the vicinity were injured, spitting blood.
But in the end, the two forces were locked in a stalemate, neither side gaining the upper hand.
“Heh, not bad. But it’s still not enough!”
The demonic shadow chuckled mockingly.
As soon as it finished speaking, another massive hand descended.
Almost instantly, the combined beam of light was shattered.
All the disciples were sent flying, blood spraying from their mouths as they suffered severe backlash.
Even Jia Jiaqin’s phoenixes and ancient beasts were mostly dead.
Hundreds of Sun and Moon Immortal Realm experts were caught in the aftermath, dying on the spot.
The remaining Sun and Moon Immortal Realm experts were severely injured, barely clinging to life.
The disciples, who bore the brunt of the attack, tried to continue their assault but found themselves unable to stand under the demonic shadow’s relentless suppression.
Their expressions were grim, filled with disbelief.
They never expected the demonic shadow to be this powerful.
“From the moment you arrived here, your fate was sealed.”
“Stop struggling.”
“Embrace the baptism of darkness!”
The demonic shadow’s voice echoed coldly from the void as its two massive black hands waved, unleashing a wave of black light.
Endless dark mist spread, enveloping the Heavenly Immortal Palace and even several nearby Immortal Continents in an instant.
The protective arrays of the continents were useless; the black energy seeped through effortlessly.
Whether they were continent lords or ordinary cultivators, all were engulfed by the black mist, their lives being drained away.
“What is this? Why can’t I move?”
“Ah! My power… my power is fading!”
“Help! Someone help!”
Countless cultivators screamed in terror, but no one could save them now.
The black energy seemed to spread like a plague, jumping from one Immortal Continent to another.
As for the disciples at the forefront, they began to experience hallucinations, teetering on the edge of losing control.
Their skin aged rapidly, their hair fell out strand by strand, and their bodies emitted a foul stench.
The power being drained from them was fed back to the demonic shadow.
Visibly, its aura grew stronger, and its form began to solidify, taking on a more distinct shape with limbs and facial features.
Meanwhile, in a distant Immortal Continent, inside a bustling tavern…
Several beautiful women were giggling, about to accept roses from a man in a black robe.
But the man suddenly paused, his gaze turning toward the distant horizon.
“Sigh, can’t even flirt in peace.”
“You little brats really are useless. Can’t even handle a measly worm.”
With that, he kissed each of the women on the cheek, grinning lecherously.
“Hehe, beauties, wait for this scoundrel to return. I’ll take care of this quickly.”
“Come on, one more kiss.”
“Mwah, mwah, mwah!”
After showering them with kisses, he straightened up, satisfied, and walked out the door with his companions.
Then, with a casual motion, he tore through the fabric of space and stepped inside.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
【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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
