Hearing the familiar voice, Hua Caiyu was frightened out of his wits, and for a moment, the speed of his escape light actually increased by a few fractions.
However, no matter how fast he was, he could not outrun Gu Qingfeng.
With a cold snort from Gu Qingfeng, the color of the world instantly changed.
Hua Caiyu suddenly felt the air in front of him become heavy and thick, as if he had fallen into water, and the density was still infinitely increasing.
It was like being at the bottom of a bottomless ocean; massive, tide-like pressure surged wildly from all directions, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
His originally swift movements instantly became sluggish.
"What... what kind of divine ability is this!?" Hua Caiyu exclaimed, his face pale with horror.
"Jiejiejie... When the time comes, heaven and earth will lend their strength; my destiny is up to me, not the heavens!" Gu Qingfeng laughed wildly.
Ever since he devoured Lin Daoxuan's previous nine lifetimes, his understanding of both will and karmic luck had reached its peak. This move was the perfect utilization of karmic luck.
"Kneel!"
Accompanied by a loud shout, Hua Caiyu only felt the heavy pressure on his body suddenly increase, as if a ten-thousand-foot mountain was pressing down on him. His knees bent under the unbearable weight, and he finally knelt on the ground.
"Hua Caiyu, when you spread rumors about this Emperor back then, did you ever think there would be a day like this?" Gu Qingfeng said coldly.
"Why have you become so powerful in such a short time!?" Hua Caiyu was full of horror and bewilderment.
When he first saw Gu Qingfeng, the latter was not even a Half-Step Immortal Lord. But now, in such a short time, he had actually become an Immortal Lord. It was unimaginably fast.
"Hmph, how could an ant like you fathom this Emperor's foundation! Today, this Emperor will make you pay the price for what you did!!"
"Tentacles of Ghosts and Gods!"
The void around Hua Caiyu instantly twisted like water ripples, and thick, terrifying tentacles reached out from within, tightly entangling him.
"Mmph..." Hua Caiyu's eyes widened to the point of splitting as he tried to scream. However, his mouth was already stuffed with tentacles, making it impossible to produce a sound. He could only watch in terror as those terrifying tentacles wildly sucked away his cultivation base like leeches.
A moment later, Hua Caiyu's body shriveled at a visible rate, as if he were severely dehydrated.
Gradually, he could not even maintain his human form and turned into a dying, withered flower.
Finally, with the devouring of the Tentacles of Ghosts and Gods, the flower completely withered, drooped, and died.
At the same time, a flash of golden light crossed Gu Qingfeng's eyes. At this moment, he seemed to be able to hear the flowers of heaven and earth whispering to each other.
"The ability to control flowers is in my hands. Next, I just have to wait for Immortal Lord Leiyao and the others to capture Lin Daoxuan's confidantes."
After dealing with Hua Caiyu, Gu Qingfeng went to other forbidden zones to find the masters of those zones who had rudely shut him out back then.
One month later...
The masters of the six great forbidden zones were all kindly sent to reincarnation by Gu Qingfeng.
And through the unremitting efforts of Immortal Lord Leiyao and the others over the past month, searching high and low across heaven and earth, they finally captured Lin Daoxuan's two confidantes.
On this day, in the Sixth Star Ruin.
Right in the center stood an incredibly luxurious palace, resembling a heavenly palace. Floating in the Star Ruin, it was resplendent and magnificent, entirely forged from divine gold and immortal iron, radiating billions of rays of light that illuminated the entire Star Ruin.
The value of this palace alone was enough to drain the entire foundation of a sect.
Right above the palace hung a plaque with three large characters written on it: Ten Thousand Demons Hall.
These three words were personally inscribed by Gu Qingfeng. Boundless and majestic, written with vigorous strokes, they contained his demonic intent, looking extremely bizarre and ominous, filled with a forbidden aura.
Some immortals with low cultivation could not even look directly at it; gazing at it for a few more seconds would cause them to fall into the demonic path.
It was no exaggeration to say that if this plaque ever found its way to the outside world, no matter where it landed, that place would become a forbidden land.
After all, with Gu Qingfeng's current strength and his extremely evil demonic path, merely releasing a wisp of demonic energy could turn a million miles of land into a barren wasteland, creating a living hell on earth.
This Ten Thousand Demons Hall was naturally built under Gu Qingfeng's personal supervision by the several great Immortal Lords. After all, he was about to take concubines, so he needed a place to hold the banquet. As the World-Destroying Demon Emperor, he certainly could not lose face.
As for why he chose the Sixth Star Ruin, it was simple: achieving wealth and honor without returning to one's hometown was like walking in the dark wearing brocade garments!
This was the place where the dream began. Although it could not be considered Gu Qingfeng's hometown, it was ultimately more familiar and endearing than the other Star Ruins.
Inside the Ten Thousand Demons Hall.
Gu Qingfeng sat high upon the dragon throne, looking with great interest at the two peerless beauties kneeling at his feet.
On the left was a petite girl wearing an emerald green dress, looking about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her pure white skin was like a freshly peeled egg, her large eyes seemed able to speak, and her small red lips contrasted sharply with her fair skin, making her as cute as a heavenly fairy.
On the right was a noble and elegant woman in her late twenties, with three thousand strands of black hair hanging straight down to her ankles. She wore a trailing white dress embroidered with hidden butterfly patterns, and a cloud belt was tied around her waist.
At this moment, they were kneeling on the ground, their delicate bodies bound by thick tentacles, their faces pale and panicked.
"Mu Nianqiao, Lu Xuewei, you two fairies, welcome to be guests at this Emperor's Ten Thousand Demons Hall," Gu Qingfeng smiled wickedly.
"Who exactly are you! Why did you capture me!" the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, Mu Nianqiao, demanded fiercely yet cutely.
"I have never met Your Excellency before, and there is no enmity between us. I wonder if there is some misunderstanding here?" Lu Xuewei, with her waterfall-like black hair, said in a deep voice.
"Jiejiejie... This Emperor is the World-Destroying Demon Emperor. I have long heard that you two fairies are graceful and surpassingly beautiful. I couldn't help but be fascinated and wish to take you as my concubines. What do you two fairies think?"
"What!?"
"Take as concubines!?"
Mu Nianqiao and Lu Xuewei exclaimed at the same time, their faces instantly turning very ugly and panicked.
After their exclamations, they finally realized that the person in front of them was actually the World-Destroying Demon Emperor!
The commotion caused by the World-Destroying Demon Emperor during the battle at the Heaven-Severing Sect was so immense that countless powerhouses throughout the Meteor Abyss had investigated it, making it known to everyone.
"No, I won't! I'm not going to marry you! And as a concubine at that!" Mu Nianqiao shook her adorable head like a rattle drum.
Lu Xuewei also gritted her teeth, her face full of anger: "You lecherous scoundrel, to think you captured us for such a reason. I would rather die than let you have your way!"
"Jiejiejie..." Gu Qingfeng suddenly laughed wildly. He then reached out two demonic claws, grabbing the delicate cheeks of Mu Nianqiao and Lu Xuewei.
His fair, grinning face suddenly leaned forward, staring straight at the two women who were close at hand, and he sneered: "Women, this Emperor is not discussing this with you, but informing you, understand?
What you need to do now is obediently accept the gift of fate and this Emperor's favor.
You must know that this is a blessing that countless people long for day and night but can never obtain!"

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."

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

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.”

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.”