Countless ancient stars descended, attempting to shake the terrifying and ominous dark portal.
Yet, it stood like an eternal gate of the cosmos, immutable through the ages. The power of the stars crashed against it without so much as a ripple, as if they were not even of the same order of existence.
The army of celestial officials hesitated, their charge faltering. The sinister aura emanating from the portal filled them with dread and terror.
Only the lawless celestial official, bloated with arrogance, continued to bellow, "You lowly wretch! How dare you fight back! Do you not know that this official is a celestial officer of the Starveil Celestial Dynasty, bestowed with the dynasty's robes and authority? You rebel!"
"How tiresome!" Gu Qingfeng frowned and snorted. "A bunch of ignorant ants—who allowed you to bark like dogs before this Emperor?
Kneel, all of you!"
Boom!
An overwhelming aura erupted, spreading an aura of extreme malevolence. The sky filled with dense, dark lightning, so terrifying that the entire World Barrier trembled.
At this moment, fear descended upon the land, and despair permeated the heavens.
Countless beings within the World Barrier looked up.
Their gazes pierced the void, where they saw a distorted, indistinct shadow of a demonic god gazing down upon the mortal realm—its face unmistakably that of Gu Qingfeng.
Billions of demonic rays illuminated the entire World Barrier. No matter how distant the corner, all could see it, while ghostly wails and the cries of celestial beings echoed faintly through the void.
Under this horrifying demonic might, the faces of the people in the World Barrier twisted in terror. To them, Gu Qingfeng was no different from a demonic god.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The celestial officials' army collapsed to their knees under the immense pressure, the sound of cracking bones resounding endlessly.
The celestial official himself did not kneel—his corpulent body, seated in a palanquin, was instead flattened to the ground by the crushing force.
Like a slaughtered hog drained of blood, he lay limp on the ground, limbs splayed, his face deathly pale.
From then on, no one in the area remained standing.
The sensation of making all living beings kneel with a single thought filled Gu Qingfeng with delight.
"Hehehe... This is the posture you should adopt before this Emperor!
Now then, all of you shall become this Emperor's nourishment!"
With those words—
Boom!
The Gates of the Netherworld swung open, revealing an abyss of darkness. Ominous energy surged forth like a tide, causing the souls of all sentient beings to tremble.
Ghastly spectral claws stretched out from within, elongating madly as they scrambled to seize the kneeling soldiers.
"Ahh!"
"Help! Save me!"
"No... no!"
Screams rose like a symphony, and Gu Qingfeng, listening to this melodious movement, was enraptured.
The surging magical power within him made him giddy with joy. He relished this sense of progress and fulfillment.
His originally depleted reserves of a mere ten billion years' worth of magical power visibly skyrocketed.
Moments later, silence finally fell.
Only desiccated human skins remained on the ground, the sole evidence of their once-living existence.
However, the celestial official was not dead. Gu Qingfeng had deliberately spared this arrogant ant, allowing him to savor the terror of impending death a little longer.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Gu Qingfeng slowly approached the celestial official.
Even now, the official continued to rant. Years of unchecked privilege had robbed him of basic judgment.
Or perhaps, deep down, he had always believed that as a celestial official of the Starveil Celestial Dynasty, the lowly masses should submit unconditionally.
"You wretch! What do you think you're doing?! This official warns you—I am a celestial official of the Starveil Celestial Dynasty! If you dare show me disrespect, the dynasty's mighty experts will descend upon you, and then you'll—AHHH!!"
Gu Qingfeng stomped on the official's face, crushing his bloated features until teeth shattered and blood gushed.
"Killing you will immediately summon the experts of the Starveil Celestial Dynasty? Hehehe... How perfect!" Gu Qingfeng sneered.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
He stomped repeatedly, driving the official's head deep into the dirt.
The celestial official, accustomed to a life of luxury, had never endured such humiliation or pain. His fury only grew, and he shrieked wildly, swallowing mouthfuls of soil.
Seeing him so spirited, Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, conjuring dozens of fiendish beasts from billowing demonic energy. The creatures pounced, tearing into the official's flesh.
"Ahhhh!!"
The celestial official finally felt fear. The excruciating pain jolted him out of his delusions of invincibility. He realized, with horror, that this man truly feared neither the Starveil Celestial Dynasty nor killing him.
"Spare me! Please, spare me!"
The official wailed, begged, and groveled, his body shrinking rapidly as chunks of flesh were torn away—a weight-loss method far more effective than any in the mortal world.
Soon, he was reduced to a bloodied husk, writhing pathetically, all traces of his former arrogance gone.
He crawled toward Gu Qingfeng with his last strength, reaching out with a blood-soaked hand to clutch at the Emperor's leg, his eyes filled with terror and desperate hope.
Gu Qingfeng glanced at the gory hand and coldly crushed it underfoot. "Worthless trash! You dare stain this Emperor's robes? Seeking death!"
"Aghhh—"
The official's screams grew weaker until they ceased entirely.
Meanwhile...
At the source of the starry river, within the Starveil Celestial Dynasty...
Inside a resplendent palace forged of celestial metals...
A man exuding divine majesty sat in meditation.
Abruptly, his eyes opened, swirling with boundless cosmic principles and the indifference of a deity.
"Someone has slain a downstream celestial official. Deal with it—make an example of them."
"As you command, Lord Marquis."
A figure shrouded in celestial light materialized in the void, bowing respectfully before departing.
Outside the palace, the figure summoned a guard. "A downstream celestial official has been brutally slain. The Marquis is displeased. Handle it—remind the world to fear the Starveil Celestial Dynasty once more."
"Understood, Commander!"
The guard saluted and immediately headed for the upper reaches of the World Barrier, seeking out the celestial official stationed there.
"A downstream official has been tortured and killed. The higher-ups are furious. You are to purge the downstream region immediately—erase everything and everyone connected to the criminal!"
The upper-reach official gasped. "What?! After billions of years, someone dares defy the natural order by murdering a celestial official?! This lowly one will act at once!"

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

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.”

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."