The Golden-Winged Roc flapped its wings with all its might, sending several dazzling golden beams shooting from its feathers, striking Gu Qingfeng with brutal force in an attempt to halt his advance.
Yet, it was all in vain.
The golden light, capable of cleaving mountains, landed on Gu Qingfeng’s body without leaving so much as a scratch—not even slowing his steps.
Tap, tap, tap...
Gu Qingfeng strode forward relentlessly, the small pill in his hand growing larger in the roc’s vision.
Terror gripped the Golden-Winged Roc. It wanted to flee, but the Void Spirit Divine Water behind it was too precious to abandon.
That brief hesitation was all Gu Qingfeng needed. With a surge of power, he manifested the Divine Physique of Heaven and Earth—a colossal hand seized the roc by the throat and forced the pill down its gullet.
"Guh...! Wh-what did you feed me?!" The Golden-Winged Roc gagged, trying to vomit up the Explosive Origin Pill, but the pill dissolved instantly, its effects already surging through its body.
Just as the roc braced for death, an unexpected sensation overwhelmed it—its demonic power boiled violently, and boundless strength erupted from within!
Its power skyrocketed!
Already near the Half-Step Heavenly Realm, it now shattered that barrier, ascending to true Half-Step Heavenly strength—and still climbing.
But the Golden-Winged Roc felt no joy. Its life force was burning away at a terrifying rate. Death loomed mere moments away.
"You bastard! What was that?!" it roared, its golden radiance blazing to an extreme. The very fabric of the Hanging Heaven Secret Realm trembled, unable to contain such overwhelming power.
"I’ll kill you!"
A flash of golden light—faster than teleportation—and the roc appeared before Gu Qingfeng. Speed was its greatest weapon, and now, enhanced beyond measure, it moved like lightning.
Its wings slashed through the air, each strike distorting space itself.
Gu Qingfeng, battered by the storm of attacks, swayed like a fragile boat in a tempest—yet he stood firm.
He didn’t wait passively. Instead, he struck back, feigning weakness. If the roc fled now, he’d never catch it.
The next instant, the Prison-Dragging Demon Dragon and Prison-Dragging Divine Elephant materialized, clashing head-on with the roc’s onslaught.
Shockwaves rippled outward like tidal waves, flattening the valley as if struck by a cataclysmic explosion.
The Golden-Winged Roc’s shock grew with every exchange.
How?! Its opponent’s techniques and strength were inferior, yet nothing could shake him!
Desperate, the roc changed tactics. It darted around Gu Qingfeng at blinding speed, leaving afterimages in its wake.
Golden shadows engulfed the battlefield, swallowing Gu Qingfeng whole.
Strikes rained from all directions, probing for weakness—yet none could be found.
Meanwhile, the system’s notifications flooded Gu Qingfeng’s mind.
Ding!
Congratulations, host! You have acquired the divine ability [Golden Light Flight]!
Golden Light Flight?!
Gu Qingfeng’s heart surged with excitement. This was a speed-based divine ability—no offensive power, just pure, unadulterated velocity!
Not teleportation, but close enough. Activating it transformed the user into a streak of golden light, traversing a thousand miles in the blink of an eye.
Its potential was limitless—the more power poured into it, the faster it became.
Unable to resist, Gu Qingfeng activated Golden Light Flight. His body dissolved into a golden streak, matching the roc’s terrifying speed effortlessly.
The Golden-Winged Roc’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"Impossible! At this speed, even a Heavenly Realm expert would be left in the dust! How can a mere human keep up?!"
Speed was its birthright, the pride of its lineage. Few in the world could rival it.
"Keh keh keh... Come on, little treasure, give me more surprises!" Gu Qingfeng cackled.
The roc’s expression darkened. "Enough arrogance!"
"Descent of the Heavenly Roc!"
With a thunderous roar, the skies twisted. Lightning split the heavens as a titanic roc phantom emerged, blotting out the sun like a divine omen.
Knowing its time was short, the roc unleashed its ultimate strike—a technique bordering on Heavenly Realm power, one it could never have used before.
Gu Qingfeng’s eyes gleamed as he gazed at the sky-filling phantom.
Then, it moved.
A colossal golden wing, vast enough to eclipse the horizon, descended upon him like a falling sun.
Golden radiance flooded the world, shaking the earth to its core.
BOOM—!
The impact struck Gu Qingfeng with apocalyptic force.
For a heartbeat, silence reigned. Then, a golden tsunami erupted outward.
Ding!
Congratulations, host! The Prison-Dragging Dragon-Elephant Physique has reached the Minor Achievement stage!
Only now did Gu Qingfeng learn that the Prison-Dragging Dragon-Elephant Physique had four stages: Initial, Minor, Major, and Perfection.
As the golden storm faded, a staggering sight was revealed.
Where Gu Qingfeng had stood, a crater spanning a hundred miles now gaped.
"Guh...!" The Golden-Winged Roc vomited blood, collapsing.
That strike had drained its last reserves. Combined with the Explosive Origin Pill’s backlash, death was imminent.
It glanced at the abyssal crater and smiled bitterly.
At least its enemy was dead. No one below the Heavenly Realm could survive that.
Its eyelids grew heavy, darkness creeping in.
But then—movement.
A figure emerged from the dust, walking toward it.
The roc’s fading mind jolted awake. Its eyes bulged in horror.
"IMPOSSIBLE!!!" it shrieked, blood frothing at its beak.
Gu Qingfeng ignored its cries. He stepped past the dying roc without a glance, heading straight for the Void Spirit Divine Water.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
