Boom!
The Poison Demon stretched his body, and a world of the Poison Dao reflected behind him.
In that instant, the originally clear sky plunged into eternal night. Terrifying poisonous gas began to spread, corroding even the void.
All the poisonous creatures in the entire Poison Demon Cave were alarmed. Among them, many had become immortals, and there were even powerful Immortal Lords.
Everyone cast their gazes over, looking in horror at the enraged Poison Demon.
Why is Lord Poison Demon suddenly so furious?
Who is that person who can actually confront Lord Poison Demon? By the looks of it, he is also an Immortal Venerable.
No matter who it is, Lord Poison Demon will not be defeated. His strength might not be the absolute greatest, but his cultivation in the Poison Dao is number one in the world. Those people fear his poison and simply cannot fight with their full strength.
In the dark, murmurs and whispers arose.
Soon, several Immortal Lords stepped forward to organize the poisonous creatures of the Poison Demon Cave, leading them to hide within the Poison Demon's Dao Domain. After all, a battle between Immortal Venerables could easily destroy the heavens and earth; it was extremely terrifying.
In the void, Gu Qingfeng stood calmly. Just by standing there, the world seemed to sink into boundless darkness. His terrifying gaze blazed as if it could ignite the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Even more chilling was that behind him, there seemed to be a boundless black hole. The terrifying vortex rotated continuously, obliterating even the Great Dao.
He was like the supreme sovereign among demons, ruling over the world!
When those watching the battle from afar looked over, their bodies and minds trembled. They felt their blood run cold; looking directly at him was like staring into the abyss.
The poisonous gas surged toward Gu Qingfeng like a tide, but he did not defend himself. Instead, he took a deep breath, directly sucking the poisonous gas from billions of miles around into his body.
A look of intoxication then appeared on his face. Ah, the scent of family.
A solemn look flashed through the Poison Demon's eyes. For this person to so blatantly absorb his poisonous gas and come knocking on his door for no apparent reason, he must be confident.
Seeing Gu Qingfeng's arrogant behavior, the Poison Demon figured the other party must possess some means of avoiding poison or countering the Poison Dao. Otherwise, why would he seek him out specifically instead of someone else? He clearly thought he had him beat.
However, at this moment, the Poison Demon sneered in his heart. Gu Qingfeng's arrogance presented an opportunity.
Because he was confident in his poison. Even if there were treasures like poison-repelling beads in this world, they absolutely could not grant complete immunity to his poison.
Because he was at the peak of the Poison Dao!
To put it without modesty, he, the Poison Demon, was the number one poison user in the Eternal True Realm. Even the lofty Immortal Emperors were inferior to him in the Poison Dao.
Therefore, even if Gu Qingfeng could be immune to a portion of the toxins, as long as he was afflicted by even ten percent, it would definitely be unbearable!
The Poison Demon's cultivation in the Poison Dao was naturally beyond doubt. It could be seen from Luo Wuji's encounter; after being poisoned by the Poison Demon, he slumbered for an unknown number of eras and still could not cure it.
Moreover, even if his Poison Dao really did not have much effect, the Poison Demon did not panic at all. The world only knew he was skilled in using poison, but little did they know that his frontal combat strength was also extremely formidable; it was just usually overshadowed by the brilliance of his Poison Dao.
Die!
The Poison Demon snorted coldly and attacked fiercely, conjuring a mountain and sea of poison. The terrifying attack made the world lose its color!
Gu Qingfeng revealed a look of disdain. He stretched out his fair palm, and billions of demonic lights surged madly, gathering on his right hand. His entire right arm instantly turned pitch-black, looking incredibly bizarre and full of an ominous aura.
However, it only looked bizarre; the power contained within was not worth mentioning. It could only instantly kill a few dozen Immortal Lords, nothing more.
Against a powerhouse at the Immortal Venerable level, it simply could not cause any damage.
Of course, Gu Qingfeng did not intend to cause any damage. He simply wanted to avoid scaring the Poison Demon away immediately.
The mountain and sea of poison suppressed downwards, but with a casual squeeze from Gu Qingfeng, that miasmic sea of poison shattered directly like a bubble.
The Poison Demon's pupils instantly shrank, and a look of horror flashed through his eyes.
Put away your boring tricks. If you have any trump cards, use them quickly, or else you won't have the chance later, Gu Qingfeng said disdainfully.
Arrogant!
The Poison Demon shouted angrily. The laws of the Poison Dao on his body intertwined into flames. He rushed forward, bringing a ceaseless torrent of poisonous flames toward Gu Qingfeng.
This time, he was serious. Not only did he fully mobilize his Poison Dao cultivation, but he also used his inherent combat power.
He planned to catch Gu Qingfeng off guard with a strike. On the surface, it looked like a poison attack, but in reality, it was a two-pronged approach. When Gu Qingfeng resisted the poison attack, he would suddenly discover that there was also an indestructible force waiting for him.
Looking at the rapidly approaching Poison Demon, a savage smirk curled at the corner of Gu Qingfeng's mouth.
Boom!
He took a step forward, and endless demonic light burst forth from beneath his feet, transforming into a pitch-black curtain of light that fiercely blocked the Poison Demon's incoming strike.
The Poison Demon's expression instantly changed, simply because he discovered that the other party could not only counter his Poison Dao but also easily take his powerful physical strength.
Realizing this, the Poison Demon thought of retreating. After all, he had roamed the world for many years and was a cunning old fox. In his view, there was absolutely no need for him to fight head-on with an unreasonable and powerful enemy like Gu Qingfeng.
But how could Gu Qingfeng let him have his way? He pointed a finger, and the heavens and earth collapsed inch by inch.
The Poison Demon blocked with all his might, not daring to hold back the slightest bit of his Immortal Venerable strength.
Rumble!
The powers of the Poison Dao and the Demonic Dao collided madly.
As they fought, the Poison Demon suddenly felt that he had a chance again, because he noticed that Gu Qingfeng's strength was weakening, and a dark, bruised hue would occasionally flash across his face. He was clearly poisoned.
This made the Poison Demon overjoyed. For a moment, he abandoned the idea of escaping and wanted to completely finish off Gu Qingfeng.
However, what the Poison Demon failed to notice was that with every exchange of blows, a faint trace of calamity power would obscurely seep out of Gu Qingfeng's body and drill into his own body through the impact of their attacks.
The more times the two sides clashed, the more calamity power eroded into the Poison Demon's body.
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.”
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
