Suddenly, a brilliant immortal light shot out from the remains of Immortal Venerable Wenshan, wrapping around the origin of calamity and fleeing at top speed.
Countless Immortal Venerables gave chase like rabid dogs, their terrifying murderous aura piercing a hole right through the heavens.
Gu Qingfeng watched them tear at each other with great interest, not in the least bit worried that the origin of calamity would be snatched away.
In fact, he truly had no need to worry. There had only ever been instances of the system plundering others; no one had ever managed to snatch food from the system's mouth.
From his debut until now, Gu Qingfeng had relied on the system to devour countless amounts of power, yet no one had ever been able to devour his. This alone spoke volumes.
The origin of calamity was far too demonic. No one in the world could control it, not even an Immortal Emperor.
But the system could. With the system's help, Gu Qingfeng had long since merged with the origin of calamity. He was the calamity, and the calamity was him.
Even if he threw the origin of calamity away, it did not matter. He could retrieve it with a single thought.
Therefore, Gu Qingfeng was not panicked at all. Instead, he greedily absorbed the tribulations between heaven and earth.
As the Immortal Venerables made their moves, the tribulations in this realm boiled like water, generating an endless stream of calamitous energy.
However, that Immortal Venerable Wenshan indeed had some tricks up his sleeve. Using some unknown secret technique to shed his shell, he was actually on the verge of leaving the crowd behind.
How could Gu Qingfeng let him get his way? He directly controlled the Black Lotus of Calamity, erupting with boundless tribulations.
Boom!
As the power of calamity entered his body, Immortal Venerable Wenshan was struck hard, his figure falling directly from the void.
"No!!!"
He let out a shrill scream. In the next second, endless attacks swallowed him, and his screams abruptly stopped.
What no one noticed was that following the fall of Immortal Venerable Wenshan, his entire cultivation base was silently absorbed by the Black Lotus of Calamity.
The Black Lotus of Calamity floated quietly in the void, aloof and independent from the world.
Countless fiery gazes intertwined in the air.
The next moment, countless people began to scramble for it, fighting with their lives on the line and not daring to hold back in the slightest. This was purely a struggle for the Great Dao, a fight for the path to becoming an Immortal Emperor.
Meanwhile, Gu Qingfeng watched the show from the sidelines. Suddenly, he spoke, "Why are you staring at this Emperor instead of fighting for the origin?"
A Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable emerged from the void, appearing as a young man of peerless beauty.
The Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable gazed at Gu Qingfeng and said, "This Venerable does not believe there is anyone in this world who would hand over the origin on a silver platter."
Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly. "Do you think you are very smart? You think the origin this Emperor threw out is fake, and the real one is actually still on this Emperor's body?"
The Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable nodded indifferently.
"Jie jie jie..." Gu Qingfeng suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. "You think yourself clever, but in truth, you are as stupid as a pig. Did you think you were the only one with such thoughts?"
The Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable frowned. "What do you mean?"
"What you can think of, others can think of too. Yet you are the only one who dared to come over. Do you know why?"
"What!"
The Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable's expression finally changed. He scanned his surroundings and sure enough, he found that among the Immortal Venerables fighting over the origin, several were closely paying attention to this side.
"Jie jie jie... That is because they all know that whoever comes, dies!!"
A terrifying, sinister laugh rang out as Gu Qingfeng suddenly attacked, striking out with a palm.
The Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable was furious. His purple pupils instantly erupted with two towering pillars of purple light, shooting towards Gu Qingfeng to kill him.
Boom!
The purple pillars of light pierced through Gu Qingfeng's body, but in the next moment, his body slowly dissipated.
The Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable's pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpricks. "An afterimage!!"
Swish!
A figure like a god and a demon appeared behind the Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable. A fatal sense of crisis enveloped his entire body, making him feel as if he had plunged into an ice cave.
"This is Immortal Venerable Daotian's Heaven-Stealing Evasion Technique!!"
He desperately tried to dodge, but he simply could not outspeed Gu Qingfeng.
Squelch!
A fair hand pierced through the Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable's chest, blood splattering. Within that fair hand, a beating heart was tightly grasped.
"Ah!!"
The Purple-Eyed Immortal Venerable screamed miserably. Countless ferocious ghostly tentacles shot out from Gu Qingfeng's body, viciously stabbing into his opponent's body. Like a water pump, they frantically siphoned away his power.
A moment later, another dried corpse was added to the scene.
The several Immortal Venerables who had been secretly spying earlier felt their hearts instantly chill. Even fewer dared to approach Gu Qingfeng now.
"Purple Extreme Immortal Eyes? Better than nothing, I suppose." Gu Qingfeng flicked the bloodstains off his hand. His eyes had already turned a deep purple as he muttered to himself.
However, in the very next moment, the purple in his eyes was instantly replaced by a scarlet demonic light, which grew increasingly blazing.
In just a short while, he had consecutively killed three Immortal Venerables, either directly or indirectly, possessing the power of five Immortal Venerables. He had also harvested a significant amount of tribulations; the chaotic battle of the Immortal Venerables had contributed quite a lot of calamitous energy.
This made him extremely happy. As expected, announcing the matter of the origin to the world was the right choice.
At this time, the situation on the battlefield changed once again. The Black Lotus of Calamity fell into the hands of a grey-clothed old man. The old man was covered in blood, clearly having gone through a bitter struggle.
With the Black Lotus of Calamity in hand, he did not hesitate in the slightest, directly placing the black lotus into his own Dao Domain. He then formed hand seals and actually transformed into tens of thousands of clones.
Tens of thousands of figures of the grey-clothed old man instantly appeared in the void. The aura of each figure was identical to his true body. They scattered and fled in all directions.
This left everyone dumbfounded, and they had no choice but to split up and give chase.
Gu Qingfeng frowned slightly and looked towards the ground.
"Indeed, the Eternal True World is massive, and it has all kinds of Immortal Venerables. Having lived for endless years, there will always be some stunningly brilliant individuals who develop heaven-defying divine abilities."
Not a single one of those tens of thousands of figures was real. The grey-clothed old man's true body had long since tunneled underground, seemingly fusing completely with the earth as he fled at top speed.
With such an exquisite divine ability, if Gu Qingfeng had not locked onto his position through the origin of calamity, even he would have found it difficult to discover the old man's tracks.
If nothing unexpected happened, according to normal logic, the old man would obtain the origin and become the biggest winner.
However, whether or not an accident happened was entirely up to Gu Qingfeng.
Boom!
Hundreds of millions of terrifying streaks of calamity power suddenly erupted from the grey-clothed old man underground.
Like black snakes, they slithered around his body, frantically eroding him.
"Ah!!"
The old man let out a shrill scream. The ground instantly exploded, blasting him out.
The Immortal Venerables filling the sky all possessed extraordinary perception, so they naturally noticed this. Moreover, as the old man was heavily injured, his tens of thousands of clones also dissipated.
Thus, the Immortal Venerables turned around one after another and charged towards the grey-clothed old man.
The grey-clothed old man was instantly terrified out of his wits. No matter how strong he was, facing the combined forces of so many Immortal Venerables, he could not escape death.
As countless thoughts raced through his mind, the grey-clothed old man desperately shouted, "Fellow Daoists, hold your hands! This is clearly Gu Qingfeng's treacherous plot!!
Fellow Daoist Wenshan from just now was like this, and so is this old man. Whenever one is about to escape, this origin will definitely go berserk. From this, it can be seen that this origin is still under that brat's control. He wants us to slaughter each other!!"

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."

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.”

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

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.”