Three days later.
Boom—!
The clear sky was suddenly shattered by a deafening roar of countless thunderous echoes.
In an instant, divine radiance surged across the entire Cangming Realm, countless beams of sacred light shooting into the heavens, vanishing into the fissures of the Emperor's Path.
The cracks in the void widened, expanding relentlessly.
From the outside, one could see seven-colored divine light seeping through the gaps, dazzling and resplendent, as if revealing a glimpse of the legendary Immortal Realm.
"The Emperor's Path is about to open!"
Creatures trembled in awe, their eyes fixed on the fissures in the void—the Emperor's Path!
A road only the mightiest could traverse to its end.
Among the countless beings of the Cangming Realm, only one would emerge victorious, seizing the Mandate of Heaven, ascending as the supreme ruler—the Heavenly Emperor!
At this moment, across every domain and every race, all beings shuddered. Even mortals, devoid of cultivation, could keenly sense the shift in the world, their hearts gripped by an inexplicable dread, forcing them to their knees in worship.
If mortals reacted so, cultivators were even more overwhelmed.
Their blood burned as if ready to erupt—such was their excitement!
Even if their cultivation was too weak to tread the Emperor's Path, merely witnessing the birth of a Heavenly Emperor was an unparalleled honor.
Disciples of major factions turned hopeful gazes toward their ancestors, praying that their own lineage's supreme elder would claim the throne.
For if so, their faction—and they themselves—would rise to unparalleled heights, dominating the entire Cangming Realm!
When one ascends, even their followers are lifted to the heavens—such was the way of things.
The opening of the Emperor's Path was a grand event that concerned all life in the Cangming Realm. Even those who could not contend for the throne watched closely, for the identity of the new Heavenly Emperor—their race and temperament—would shape the world.
If a demonic sovereign rose, races like humanity would suffer.
But if a human claimed the throne, mankind would flourish like never before!
Beyond race, the Emperor's nature mattered—a benevolent ruler was far more welcome than a merciless tyrant.
Thus, the birth of a Heavenly Emperor truly determined the fate of the world.
Boom!
A terrifying sound erupted.
Its origin? The Celestial Court—a peerless sect that had birthed two Emperors!
The Celestial Court trembled, its immortal mountains suspended in the heavens shaking violently. From the depths of these sacred peaks, a monstrous fissure tore through the void, unleashing a faint but unmistakable imperial aura—as if some ancient, dreadful existence was stirring from slumber.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Five beams of boundless divine light shot forth from the Celestial Court's heart—its five Quasi-Emperors. Notably absent was the Thirteenth Ancestor, who had perished in his battle against the Qilin Child, exhausting his lifespan.
These five were the Celestial Court's ultimate foundation, sealed away for countless eras, awaiting this very moment!
So resolute were they that even when Gu Qingfeng ran rampant through their halls, they had not emerged.
"That... that's the Celestial Court's First Ancestor!"
A cry of disbelief rose as beings recognized the foremost figure among the five Quasi-Emperors.
"Legends say the Celestial Court produced two Emperors, and the First Ancestor was the chief disciple of its second Heavenly Emperor! He still lives!?"
"The Emperor's first disciple! Who in this era can rival him!? Will the Celestial Court now achieve the impossible—three Emperors from one sect!?"
As shock spread, other human Emperor-level sects—the Netherworld, the War God Hall, the Jade Pool—awakened their own Quasi-Emperors. In moments, the aura of these supreme experts flooded the world.
Yet compared to the Celestial Court's First Ancestor, the Emperor's own disciple, they paled.
Among them were ancients sealed for epochs, as well as newly ascended Quasi-Emperors like the Queen Mother of the West, who had risen in this era of contention.
With over a hundred human Quasi-Emperors revealed, humanity's confidence soared. To them, the Emperor's Path now seemed an internal struggle—assuring a human victor.
Boom!
Another earth-shaking roar.
This time, it heralded not humanity, but the demonic races.
Roar—!
A dragon's cry split the heavens as a colossal black dragon, ten thousand zhang long and gleaming like forged metal, emerged from the Dragon's Lair.
This was the Black Dragon Emperor's direct descendant—like the Qilin Child, a Quasi-Emperor born with an Immortal Body!
Legends held that dragons were born with power rivaling Celestial Realm experts. Even without cultivation, reaching adulthood granted them strength comparable to Heavenly Venerates—such was their innate supremacy. Among peers, dragons were nearly invincible.
As the Black Dragon Emperor's heir appeared, humanity's confidence wavered. While the Emperor's first disciple was mighty, a direct descendant of an Ancient Emperor held even higher status—though their true strength remained unknown.
The black dragon's arrival signaled a tide. One after another, Ancient Emperor clans emerged, each sending forth descendants of terrifying pedigree—direct heirs or grandsons of past Emperors, their bloodlines near-imperial.
The Undying Phoenixes, the Battle-Sage Apes, the Void Thunder Dragons, the Azure Luan Birds—all unleashed their Emperor's descendants.
The Cangming Realm, once dominated by human Quasi-Emperors, was now overrun with demonic energy.
Colossal phantoms of Ancient Emperor clans blotted out the skies.
Witnessing this, human hearts sank.
Doubt crept in.
Could humanity truly compete with these monstrous beings?
Why had all these Emperor's descendants chosen this era to awaken?
Boom—!
The Emperor's Path fissures roared louder, nearing completion. Once fully formed, the Path would open.
As the cracks widened, glimpses of its wonders became visible—celestial dragons and phoenixes singing, heavenly flowers cascading, golden springs bubbling from the earth, seven-colored lotuses blooming in the void—a dreamlike paradise.
Even the faintest wisps of its boundless truths and spiritual essence stirred longing in all who sensed it.
"The Emperor's Path is about to open!"
Countless beings cried out.
Nearly a thousand Quasi-Emperors from all races stood poised in the void, their gazes burning toward the Path.
But then—
Hummm—!
Hummm—!!
Hummm—!!!
A sound like demonic whispers reverberated through the world.
All beings turned ashen, for merely hearing it made their blood churn backward.
The source? The Netherdark Domain.
Many didn't recognize the name, but when three words were gasped aloud, terror seized them all.
The Heavenly Demon Sect!
The Netherdark Domain was its stronghold!
Trembling, they watched as the entire domain quaked violently, as if something unspeakable sought to break free.
Suddenly, the land was shrouded in thick black mist—a mist filled with countless twisted, screaming human faces.
They laughed, raged, or reveled in cruelty...
And that eerie, droning hum—it came unmistakably from their mouths.
“What... what is that?!”
Many powerful figures stared in disbelief at the sinister black mist, feeling as though they were witnessing the utmost evil in the world, their souls trembling.
Gradually, a figure emerged from the mist, shrouded in imperial majesty—a Quasi-Emperor.
Just as the onlookers tried to discern who it was, another figure appeared, wreathed in the same overwhelming aura—yet another Quasi-Emperor.
Then, more figures surfaced, their appearances accelerating until, in mere moments, dozens of Quasi-Emperors stood within the black mist.
They stepped forward slowly, all clad in black robes, their faces expressionless, like corpses.
At this sight, those who had suffered under the tyranny of the Demonic Cult cried out in horror: “It’s the Ten Dharma Kings and Eight Vajra Guardians of the Demonic Cult!”
Before the exclamations could fade, a sudden upheaval struck.
The dozens of Quasi-Emperors of the Demonic Cult turned toward the black mist, clasped their hands in reverence, and dropped to one knee, their faces alight with fanaticism as they shouted in unison:
“The Path to Divinity is open! We humbly await the return of our Cult Leader!”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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."
