The shout from the Azure Demon Emperor served as a wake-up call for the demons and monsters, reminding them that Gu Qingfeng was merely a high-defense, low-offense meat shield.
At this moment, the demons shed their earlier terror, their confidence surging like a tidal wave.
As the saying goes, constant dripping wears away a stone. No matter how high his defense was, could it withstand the relentless assault of a thousand divine-realm demons? They could grind him down to death!
"Kill him!"
"Let this damned human witness our true power!"
"For His Majesty!"
...
An hour later.
The expressions of the demons once again twisted into horror.
"Is this guy even human?"
"Why won’t he die?!"
"What kind of monstrous physique is this?! We’ve been bombarding him for a full hour—the palace is practically flattened—and he’s still unharmed!"
"Not just that… do you feel that recoil force? Ugh—" A weaker divine-realm demon suddenly coughed up blood.
A sense of despair settled over the thousand-strong demon horde.
They had a sinking feeling that if this kept up, Gu Qingfeng would remain unscathed while they exhausted themselves to death.
Thankfully, his offensive power was "negligible"—otherwise, with such invincible resilience, they would’ve fled long ago.
The demons grew increasingly sluggish in their attacks.
Gu Qingfeng, who had been reveling in the euphoria of growing stronger, grew irritated.
I’ve been holding back to this extent—not killing a single demon in an hour—and these bastards dare to slack off?!
Damn it!
This couldn’t go on. He had to give them a sliver of hope.
Suddenly, his Oscar-worthy acting skills kicked in again.
At that moment, a pig-faced demon with a bloated, greasy head raised his rake in a numb, mechanical motion, striking halfheartedly at Gu Qingfeng’s skull.
Thud!
Gu Qingfeng’s ironclad body, which had stood unyielding like a war god, suddenly wobbled under the blow.
He swayed like a drunkard, teetering on the verge of collapse.
The pig demon stared at his rake in disbelief, then at Gu Qingfeng’s faltering stance. In an instant, ecstasy flooded his entire being.
"He’s about to fall!" The pig demon roared, his lethargy replaced by manic excitement.
His cry sent shockwaves through the horde.
"Huh?!"
"What?!"
"He’s finally weakening! Hahaha!"
In that moment, the previously listless demons jolted awake like zombies spotting fresh brains.
It was like office workers clocking out—instant rejuvenation!
"It was me! I did that!" the pig demon proudly declared to the crowd.
But no one paid him any heed.
This was like eating three steamed buns and crediting the third one for filling you up.
Was it really just that last bun? No—it was the cumulative effort of all three!
The demons stared at the staggering Gu Qingfeng with rapture, their faces alight with the joy of hard work paying off.
The Azure Demon Emperor, who had long joined the fray, bellowed, "Warriors! The dawn of victory is upon us—charge!"
"Whoever fells this damned human will be richly rewarded!"
Where there are rewards, there are brave souls.
The demons erupted with renewed ferocity.
"Kill him!"
"For His Majesty!"
"Let this damned human witness our true power!"
...
Another hour passed.
Half of the thousand demons had collapsed—exhausted, injured, or battered by recoil damage. Only a few hundred persisted, doggedly pressing on.
"Why won’t he fall?!" one demon howled in despair.
Gu Qingfeng now resembled a roly-poly doll, swaying precariously with every hit but never toppling.
"This guy’s a monster! He’s unkillable! He’s immortal!"
Morale shattered.
How could it not? A thousand divine-realm demons had wailed on him for two full hours—enough firepower to massacre the entire human population of the Qing Realm—yet he still stood!
No matter what they tried, nothing worked.
The shadow of despair loomed over the demon horde once more.
A terrified demon approached the Azure Demon Emperor.
"Your Majesty, his defense is too formidable. Perhaps we should trap him in a formation first?"
The Azure Demon Emperor shot Gu Qingfeng a look of bitter helplessness.
He didn’t want to imprison him—not yet. Rage festered in his heart.
No ruler could tolerate another man laying eyes on his beloved empress, let alone...
He wanted to torture Gu Qingfeng, to crush him underfoot and force him to beg for mercy.
But now, it seemed like a pipe dream. This man was an unkillable abomination.
Just as the Azure Demon Emperor hesitated—
Splat!
Gu Qingfeng’s face flushed red as he spat out a mouthful of blood, as if suffering internal injuries.
"He’s bleeding!"
"He’s finally hurt!"
The demons erupted in frenzied jubilation.
The Azure Demon Emperor’s spirits soared. "I understand now! While his body is indestructible, his internal organs aren’t as resilient. Our attacks may not breach his defense, but the shockwaves are damaging his insides!"
"Warriors, take your pills and push harder! Crush his organs! Rewards await!"
"Kill him!"
"For His Majesty!"
Watching the demons pop pills to fuel his own cultivation, Gu Qingfeng smirked inwardly. Worth forcing myself to cough up blood.
This acting is beyond Oscar-worthy.
An Oscar winner can cry on command, but can they vomit blood on cue?
Admittedly, Gu Qingfeng couldn’t either—until now. But with the Indestructible Demon Dragon Body’s cellular-level control, a little blood was child’s play.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battle raged anew.
Another hour later.
The demons had exhausted their pill supplies, their bodies pushed to the brink—some even collapsing from severe injuries.
An eerie silence settled over the battlefield.
The sounds of combat vanished.
A clear radius of several yards formed around Gu Qingfeng—no demon dared approach.
The remaining conscious demons stared at his unyielding figure with the hollow-eyed dread reserved for true monsters.
They were terrified—genuinely terrified. The recoil damage wasn’t overwhelming, but hours of cumulative shocks were unbearable.
If this kept up, they’d die before he did!
Gu Qingfeng scanned the crowd and cursed inwardly.
Useless trash. No perseverance at all.
Fine. I’ll spit another mouthful of blood.
Splat!
He coughed up more blood.
Yet, bizarrely, the demons remained rooted at a distance, not a single one stepping forward.
Damn it!
Not even blood can bait you now?
Fine, have another!
Splat!
Another mouthful.
Still no movement.
The demons stared blankly, numb and unresponsive, as Gu Qingfeng spat blood like a broken faucet.
Gu Qingfeng flew into a rage. You wasted two mouthfuls of my blood, you bastards!
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!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
