"Welcome death?" The Netherworld Old Monster laughed in extreme fury. "You ignorant brat dare to spout such nonsense? I don’t even need my Soul-Snatching Banner to kill you—a single finger is enough!"
"Netherworld Sky-Piercing Finger!"
With a single thrust of his finger, space trembled violently as a terrifying black hole formed before him. A torrent of netherworld energy erupted from it!
Gu Qingfeng watched the terrifying wave rushing toward him, a flash of anger in his eyes. How dare this old fool not use the Soul-Snatching Banner?
He was deliberately provoking him!
"Uncle Gu, dodge now!" Nangong Xue and Sword Maniac, both severely wounded and collapsed on the ground, shouted in desperation.
They too believed Gu Qingfeng possessed a protective treasure. But the stronger the treasure, the more energy it required to activate.
Given Gu Qingfeng’s Earth Yuan Realm cultivation, blocking a single strike from a Heavenly Monarch was already shocking. Even with his Four Saint Bodies, that one attack must have drained all his divine power.
Yet Gu Qingfeng ignored them, allowing the Netherworld Sky-Piercing Finger to strike him directly.
BOOM!
A deafening explosion followed as netherworld energy raged. The familiar scene repeated itself.
Gu Qingfeng remained unharmed, casually scratching his chest as if swatting a fly.
The crowd was stunned. After defending multiple times, he could still withstand a full-powered strike from a Five Tribulation Heavenly Being!
Only Chu Jingchen seemed to realize something, his face darkening with envy.
"Damn it! That treasure of his must activate automatically—it might even be a Supreme Saint Weapon! How unfair! If I had such a treasure, with my Heavenly Three cultivation, I could turn the tide myself!"
The Netherworld Old Monster’s gaze grew even greedier, clearly sharing Chu Jingchen’s thoughts. "Let’s see how many more times you can block!"
"Netherworld Sky-Piercing Finger!"
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
The old monster thrust his fingers repeatedly, creating multiple black holes. Netherworld energy surged like cannon fire, blasting toward Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng grew impatient. He had been waiting for the old fool to use the Soul-Snatching Banner, but this arrogant bastard refused.
So he had no choice but to act.
With a casual wave of his hand, he swatted away the incoming attacks like flies.
Staring at the stunned Netherworld Old Monster, he let out a sinister chuckle. "Hehehe... A mere ant dares challenge this venerable one?"
"Primordial Sacred Body!"
"Prison-Dragon Elephant Body!"
"Indestructible Sword Body!"
His chilling voice echoed across the heavens. The moment he finished speaking, an unimaginable scene unfolded.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Three earth-shaking explosions rocked the void.
A radiant sacred light erupted from his body, blazing like the sun, bathing the land in divine brilliance!
Next, a demonic dragon and a divine elephant—each towering thousands of feet—emerged from his form, their colossal figures dominating the sky like ancient demon gods!
Finally, a gray-white sword aura, brimming with annihilation, materialized, making Gu Qingfeng resemble an unsheathed immortal sword!
Under the enhancement of his three Saint Bodies, Gu Qingfeng’s aura reached a terrifying level. With a sinister grin, he strode toward the Netherworld Old Monster, each step shaking the heavens and distorting space.
"This... this power! Impossible!" The Netherworld Old Monster screamed in disbelief, but his hands moved swiftly, summoning the Soul-Snatching Banner to counter.
But Gu Qingfeng wouldn’t give him the chance.
Since the old fool had wasted his opportunity, the banner might as well be his!
After all, the vengeful spirits inside counted as demonic entities—it didn’t matter who controlled them. So why not take it for himself?
Why endure someone else’s attacks?
"Golden Light Dash!"
WHOOSH!
In an instant, Gu Qingfeng transformed into light itself, appearing right before the Netherworld Old Monster.
His speed was so terrifying that the old monster couldn’t react. By the time he realized it, a monstrous face was inches from his own.
Face to face, even the ruthless Netherworld Old Monster paled in fear. Instinctively, he lashed out with a palm strike.
"Hehehe..." A spine-chilling laugh slithered into his ears.
Then—
"Imperial Supreme World-Shattering Fist!"
"Annoying trash, DIE!"
Gu Qingfeng’s fist erupted with a billion rays of golden light, so dazzling they outshone the sun itself!
"ARGH—!"
The Netherworld Old Monster let out his final roar, eyes bulging in terror. Unable to activate the banner in time, he poured all his divine power into a desperate defense.
But it was futile.
BOOM!
Under Gu Qingfeng’s devastating punch, all things paled in comparison.
The old monster’s protective energy shattered layer by layer.
"NO!!!"
The overwhelming force of flesh and energy consumed him, erasing his existence.
His body dissolved into a shadow within the light, twisting and distorting until it vanished entirely.
One punch later, silence reigned. The Netherworld Old Monster was no more.
The battlefield fell deathly quiet. Whether from the Sword Sect or the Netherworld Sect, everyone was struck dumb.
An Earth Yuan cultivator slaying a Heavenly Five expert—such a thing defied reason, a ghost story come to life before their eyes.
Even fools like Chu Jingchen now understood: the weakest-seeming junior uncle was, in truth, the most terrifying of them all.
There had never been any protective treasure—just an invincible body.
And his earlier claim—that he alone was enough—hadn’t been arrogance, but simple truth.
Was this the power of an Imperial Son?
Was this the monster who had once slain a young Heavenly Emperor in seconds?
At that moment, Chu Jingchen heard something shatter within him.
His invincible heart.
Shattered!
It hadn’t broken when he knelt to Gu Qingfeng in apology.
It hadn’t broken under the life-or-death pressure of the Netherworld Old Monster.
But witnessing that single punch—his invincible heart crumbled completely. Not a shred of defiance remained.
How could anyone compete with such a monster in this era?
"Elder Netherworld... is dead?!"
"That Sword Sect’s Imperial Son is a monster!"
"Activate the mountain-protecting array NOW!"
Panic engulfed the Netherworld Sect disciples. Death’s shadow loomed over them as they scrambled toward the formation’s core, desperate to activate their defenses against the horror outside.
But Gu Qingfeng wouldn’t give them the chance.
"Now you’re scared? Too late!"
"Today, this venerable one will crush your worthless bodies, refine your souls into the Soul-Snatching Banner, and sever your cycle of reincarnation! You’ll serve me for eternity!"
"Hehehe..."
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.”
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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."
