"He summoned all the demons from the Demon-Suppressing Tower!"
The soldiers erupted into chaos, on the verge of complete disarray.
The Crown Prince was utterly panicked. He recalled the task assigned by Young Master Yin—to push Gu Qingfeng into a desperate situation and force his master to appear.
But now, after mobilizing nearly half the capital's forces, he found himself the one being cornered. How was this fair?
Gu Qingfeng looked at the horrified Crown Prince and felt nothing but boredom. This must be what it meant to feel the loneliness of invincibility.
"Dear nephew, I’ll give you one chance. Kill yourself. As for the rest of you? I have no desire for slaughter. Those who wish to live, leave now."
The crowd exchanged uneasy glances, their resolve wavering.
The Crown Prince’s face twisted in fury. "In your dreams! Attack, now!"
At his command, the army surged forward, several Dragon Transformation experts unleashing their overwhelming auras.
"Tsk." Gu Qingfeng sighed, unwilling to drag out this farce any longer. Fighting these people wouldn’t help him grow stronger—there was no benefit to be gained.
It’d be better to hurry to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom instead.
With that thought, Gu Qingfeng drew the Wood King Sword and held it horizontally before him.
The Wood King Sword had completed its evolution. After devouring the heart of the Lightning-Struck Emperor Willow, its rank had ascended to the lower tier of Heaven Grade, now imbued with a trace of thunderous power.
Suddenly, Gu Qingfeng swung the sword.
In an instant, two opposing flames—one black, one white—erupted from his body, transforming his surroundings into extremes of blistering heat and freezing cold.
The Bone Demon Flame and the Netherworld Ghost Flame instantly coated the Wood King Sword.
"Cross-Shaped Netherworld Flame Sword!"
With a low shout, a cross-shaped slash materialized before him.
The intersecting black-and-white flames illuminated the heavens and earth, as if the world had been reduced to nothing but these two colors.
The colossal cross of fire, spanning the horizon, shot toward the Crown Prince with terrifying force, its overwhelming pressure freezing the entire army in place.
As martial artists, they could clearly sense the annihilating power contained within this strike.
The Dragon Transformation experts paled, rushing to shield the Crown Prince. They channeled every ounce of their energy, unleashing it in a desperate attempt to block the Cross-Shaped Netherworld Flame Sword.
But the moment their power clashed with the attack—
BOOM!
The opposing flames collided, triggering a violent reaction. A cataclysmic storm of energy erupted, obliterating everything in its path.
Even with multiple Dragon Transformation experts joining forces, their veins bulged as their energy rapidly drained. Yet, they could only watch helplessly as the storm inched closer, consuming them bit by bit.
This single strike combined a Heaven Grade martial technique, a Heaven Grade spirit weapon, the fusion of opposing flames, and Gu Qingfeng’s own transcendent energy.
Let it not be forgotten—Gu Qingfeng’s energy quality had already surpassed the Dragon Transformation realm, rivaling even that of a Divine Realm expert. Only the quantity fell short, but the destructive power was no less formidable.
Within moments, the weaker Dragon Transformation experts were utterly erased from existence, leaving not even ashes behind.
Just as the Crown Prince and his remaining forces faced annihilation, the prince let out a desperate scream:
"Young Master Yin, save me!"
Young Master Yin?
Gu Qingfeng’s brows furrowed. A bad premonition struck him.
Now he understood the Crown Prince’s confidence. Logically, the world knew Gu Qingfeng had the backing of a "god." So where did the prince find the audacity to challenge him?
Young Master Yin must be the key.
If he could embolden the Crown Prince to oppose a god’s disciple… did that mean Young Master Yin was also—
"Tch."
A cold chuckle echoed through the void.
Then, a figure clad in snow-white robes, with long silver hair, appeared midair, standing effortlessly upon nothingness.
"What a useless waste."
With a casual flick of his folding fan, an invisible wind surged forth, sweeping toward the storm of black-and-white flames.
Like the legendary Banana Fan extinguishing the Flaming Mountains, the raging inferno crumbled layer by layer under this single motion, dissipating into nothingness.
The Crown Prince, spared from death, erupted in manic joy.
But Gu Qingfeng’s pupils constricted. He knew full well the power behind his attack—even a peak Dragon Transformation expert shouldn’t have been able to neutralize it so effortlessly. Yet this man had dispersed it with a mere wave of his fan.
Such strength… who but a Divine Realm expert could achieve this?
"Young Master Yin, you’ve finally arrived!" the Crown Prince cried in relief.
"Silence, fool. If not for your slight usefulness and my own aversion to inconvenience, I’d have killed you first."
The Crown Prince’s face stiffened, but he dared not retort.
For a prince of the realm to be scolded like a dog by this so-called Young Master Yin—it was unprecedented.
Young Master Yin then turned his gaze to Gu Qingfeng, his eyes lazily appraising him as one would a plaything.
He even produced a wanted poster bearing Gu Qingfeng’s likeness, comparing it to the man before him.
At the sight of the poster, Gu Qingfeng’s heart sank.
This was the decree issued by the emperor, proclaiming to the world that Gu Qingfeng was the disciple of a god.
In that moment, countless thoughts raced through Gu Qingfeng’s mind.
Young Master Yin was undoubtedly a god. But according to Jue Mingzi, gods were reclusive, hiding from "them."
Yet here was Young Master Yin, flaunting his presence before the masses, even holding Gu Qingfeng’s poster…
Did that mean he was one of "them"?
Damn it!
That bastard emperor had screwed him over!
"So you’re the so-called god’s disciple, Gu Qingfeng?" Young Master Yin mused, his tone dripping with amusement.
"Who are you?" Gu Qingfeng demanded, his voice grave.
At the same time, he sent a covert message to Little Corpse Charm: "Take the demons back to the alternate dimension."
Without hesitation, Little Corpse Charm obeyed.
Young Master Yin paid no mind to their actions, as if they were mere ants beneath his notice.
His focus remained solely on Gu Qingfeng.
"You’re unworthy of knowing my identity. Here’s your chance—call your master here. Now."
That single sentence confirmed Gu Qingfeng’s suspicions. Young Master Yin was after the god. Which meant… he was indeed one of "them."
Gu Qingfeng clenched his fists, cursing inwardly:
"Damn it all! I haven’t even reached the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom yet, haven’t ascended to godhood—how is the final boss already at my doorstep?
This isn’t how it’s supposed to go!"
Based on his years of reading web novels, villains were supposed to follow a strict schedule.
If they set a three-year deadline, they wouldn’t show up a day earlier, giving the protagonist ample time to grow. They were practically models of villainous etiquette.
So why was he being denied this protagonist privilege?
Wasn’t the great calamity supposed to come in two years?
They couldn’t even give him those two years to prepare?
How dishonorable!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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."
] [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!"
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...
