"Gentlemen, no matter how bizarre this brat is, can he really withstand our combined might? Why must we play by his rules? I say we all rush him at once and cut him down!" the Gray-robed Man snarled.
The other immortals' eyes flickered with agreement. Indeed, no matter how strange this youth was, could he truly stand against a group of immortals?
"Right! Let's attack together!" someone echoed.
As soon as the words fell—
The Gray-robed Man took the lead, abruptly swinging his sleeves. Two blood-red crescent blades shot forth, slashing through the air.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two razor-sharp crimson arcs, like bloody moons hanging in the sky, erupted with terrifying killing intent.
The Netherblood Twin Blades!
A renowned immortal weapon in the lower reaches of the Star River, infamous for having drunk the blood of immortals—its might was unparalleled.
Boom!
The other immortals followed suit. They knew that if they didn’t go all out now, killing Gu Qingfeng would be impossible. So when the Gray-robed Man struck, they unleashed their full power without hesitation.
Over thirty immortals attacking at once—the sheer force of it was earth-shattering, their radiant immortal light stretching across millions of miles.
Demonic blades, flying swords, secret arts, divine abilities—countless treasures and techniques converged like a bursting dam, crashing toward Gu Qingfeng in an overwhelming tide.
These were immortals, each wealthy beyond measure. The techniques and weapons they wielded were extraordinary, products of the Eternal True World, far surpassing anything from the lower realms.
Boom!
In that instant, countless terrifying attacks merged, shaking heaven and earth, distorting the void as they bore down on Gu Qingfeng, determined to annihilate him.
The scattered mortal cultivators witnessing this were utterly petrified. When had they ever seen so many immortals strike at once? The devastation was apocalyptic.
Could any mortal possibly withstand such an onslaught?
Especially the Gray-robed Man’s blood-red crescent blades—their overwhelming slaughter aura, sharp as the void itself, radiated the most terrifying pressure of all.
Yet, faced with this cataclysmic assault, Gu Qingfeng remained utterly calm—even amused.
Ants trying to shake a mighty tree—how laughable!
How dare fireflies compete with the brilliance of the moon?
Instead of dodging, Gu Qingfeng stepped forward to meet the attacks head-on.
As he moved, boundless demonic radiance erupted from his towering figure. Layer upon layer of devilish light surged, containing unfathomable destructive energy—the manifestation of trillions of years of cultivated power.
By the end, Gu Qingfeng’s form was entirely engulfed in dazzling demonic radiance, like a fiendish god clawing its way out of hell. His trillions of years of accumulated might were now on full display.
At this moment, every immortal facing him felt like a mortal standing before a raging sea—utterly insignificant and powerless.
Boom!
He flashed forward, charging straight into the storm of immortal weapons and techniques, fearless and indomitable.
Clang!
A golden flying sword slashed against Gu Qingfeng’s body, sparks flying as the metallic clang echoed—yet it failed to even scratch him.
With a casual grab, he seized the golden sword. The weapon, infused with the essence of primordial gold, gleamed with intricate Dao patterns, its brilliance extraordinary.
"This sword is fated to be mine."
Gu Qingfeng spoke indifferently, then channeled his trillions of years of power to instantly erase the sword’s soul imprint before pocketing it.
Pfft!
A nearby immortal vomited blood violently—the golden sword was his lifebound treasure. Having its imprint forcibly erased wounded his soul, leaving him severely injured.
And he was only the first.
With every subsequent move, Gu Qingfeng seized another immortal weapon, effortlessly wiping away its imprint with his boundless reserves of power, uncaring of the expenditure.
One by one, the immortals coughed up blood, faces pale with horror.
"Return my immortal weapon!"
"You shameless thief! How dare you steal my flying sword!"
"What in the heavens is going on?! How can a mere mortal have such an indestructible body? His flesh is tougher than immortal weapons—no, even true immortal bodies pale in comparison! Our attacks can’t even pierce his skin!"
"Who cares about weapons and bodies now?! Can’t you see he’s erasing our imprints like it’s nothing?! Even if we immortals steal another’s weapon, it takes months—years—to refine and overwrite the imprint. Yet he’s wiped out dozens in moments! Just how much power does he possess?!"
After plundering their weapons, Gu Qingfeng found little left to take. So, he finally acted.
"To receive without giving is discourteous. Now it’s my turn to strike. Hehehe..."
With a maniacal laugh, he raised his arms, unleashing a torrent of demonic power. A colossal devilish palm materialized in the sky and slammed down.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three or five immortals, too slow to dodge, were crushed into paste, their blood raining upon the earth.
The scene resembled swatting flies.
The remaining immortals were terrified, screaming, "Run! He’s unstoppable!"
They scattered like streaks of light, desperate to escape.
"Where do you think you’re going?! Offer up your lifetimes of cultivation to me! Hehehe..."
Gu Qingfeng, now a bloodthirsty demon, transformed into a streak of devilish radiance, hunting them down. In mere moments, over a dozen immortals were caught, their essence drained until they withered into husks.
The survivors were scared out of their wits, burning every escape technique they had.
But it was futile. Gu Qingfeng moved like a phantom—whenever an immortal fled, he appeared before them in an instant, seizing their throats and devouring their essence with his Heaven-Devouring Art.
"My lord! This lowly one submits! I’ll serve you as a slave for life—spare me!"
A scantily clad beauty shrieked in terror, trembling like a leaf.
"Hmph! Worthless wretch. You think you’re fit? Die!" Gu Qingfeng crushed her delicate neck, draining her dry.
She had been one of the loudest earlier—now she begged for mercy? Dream on!
He continued his hunt.
"Demon! Even in death, I’ll drag you down with me!"
A black-robed man roared in desperation, his eyes bloodshot as he burned his life force in a suicidal technique, aiming to take Gu Qingfeng with him.
"Raaaaagh!"
He charged, throwing everything into a punch aimed at Gu Qingfeng’s shoulder.
Thud.
A sound no louder than a fart.
Gu Qingfeng didn’t budge. He gazed down at the man with utter disdain.
The black-robed man stared blankly at the unharmed shoulder, disbelief etched across his face.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Suddenly, an indifferent voice erupted beside the black-robed man’s ear: "Ant, do you think you’re scratching an itch for this Emperor?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
