On the other side—
A relentless shattering of glass shattered the lively atmosphere of the academy. Then, above the entire campus, five identical fissures tore open the sky like an invisible giant’s hand ripping apart the heavens.
Within the fissures, surges of blue light pulsed like the mysterious breath of another world, drawing the stunned gazes of the crowd—
What was that?
At first, the bustling visitors assumed this was an elaborate holographic 3D effect prepared by the academy. Some even excitedly pulled out their phones to take photos and videos, anticipating a spectacular performance.
But when a ferocious wolf-like beast lunged from one of the fissures and devoured the nearest tourist in a single bite, screams instantly shattered the carefree mood, plunging the crowd into sheer panic.
“What—monsters?! Why are these things here?!”
“Help!”
“Is this real?!”
“What?! Monsters are appearing all over the school? Are you sure this isn’t some kind of show?!”
The school director’s aged face twitched the moment he received the news. He immediately grabbed his phone, his voice strained but forcibly steady as he ordered security to rush to the scene and maintain order.
At the same time, the school also dialed emergency services, hoping for swift reinforcements.
Just then, a staff member ran over in a panic, his voice trembling as he reported, “D-Director! We’ve just received word—those strange fissures are appearing all over the country! Countless monsters are pouring out of them!”
“All over the country?!” The director’s heart lurched, his mind instantly flashing to his granddaughter. Without another thought, he turned and sprinted toward her, every step filled with desperation and dread.
“Little Yu! Little Yu!”
Inside the academy, screams and cries rose in waves, turning the place into a living hell.
More and more monsters surged endlessly from the fissures—some massive as mountains, others swift as lightning. Wherever they went, destruction followed.
A security guard gripped his riot shield tightly and roared, “Taste my Thirteen Deadly Strikes!”
He charged at a bull-like beast, only for the creature to flick him aside effortlessly. The guard flew through the air like a broken kite, crashing hard onto the ground, unable to get up.
Among the crowd, a girl with long, wavy hair stood frozen, her face as pale as paper, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Wang Yanran stared at the hordes of monsters slaughtering indiscriminately before tremblingly pulling out her phone and dialing the Wang family’s number. “Grandfather! Our school is overrun with spatial fissures—we need backup!”
Her voice shook with helplessness.
In truth, superhuman martial families weren’t entirely unfamiliar with spatial fissures. But until now, such incidents had been exceedingly rare, and each occurrence was tightly suppressed by authorities.
This time, however, the sheer number and scale of the fissures in the academy had far surpassed anything that could be concealed!
On the other end of the line, Old Master Wang’s voice was weary yet urgent. “Yanran! These fissures are appearing worldwide! The Alliance and the superhuman families are stretched thin!”
“What?!” Wang Yanran’s hand trembled violently, nearly dropping her phone.
Just then, her gaze was drawn to a scene nearby—a girl had fallen to the ground in terror, her eyes wide with fear as a wolf-beast loomed over her, its breath reeking of rot.
“N-No! Stay away!” the girl screamed, scrambling backward in despair.
“Ancestral Spirit, go!” Without hesitation, Wang Yanran summoned her spectral guardian. A shadowy figure shot forth like an arrow, its claws slashing through the air—cleaving the wolf’s skull in one strike!
Wang Yanran rushed forward and helped the girl up, asking softly, “Are you okay?”
The girl sobbed, tears streaming down her face. “Wh-what’s happening? Is this a nightmare…?”
As Wang Yanran comforted her, her mind raced for a solution. The situation was dire—they needed powerful reinforcements, fast.
Almost instinctively, a figure flashed through her thoughts.
Ye Chuan was undoubtedly the best choice. After all, he was arguably the strongest fighter here—and he was already on campus.
Ye Chuan! Bai Qianshuang!
Meanwhile, in another corner of the campus, standing in stark contrast to the panicked crowds fleeing in all directions, Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang moved against the tide—heading straight for the fissures.
Ye Chuan’s expression was grave, his brows furrowed as he silently asked, “Lilith, is this the ‘major event’ you mentioned?”
“The spatial disturbances… most likely,” Lilith’s voice echoed in his mind, tinged with uncertainty.
Ye Chuan took a deep breath, his spiritual sense sweeping across the campus. Only when he confirmed that Luo Xi was safely protected did the tension in his chest ease slightly.
Thankfully, he’d left precautions in place. The three high-level players synchronized with his cultivation had reached the Crystal Core realm—enough to keep Luo Xi safe for now.
Bai Qianshuang’s face darkened as she watched the monsters slaughtering indiscriminately, her voice icy. “Ye Chuan, why are there so many demonic beasts here?”
How could these weak creatures shatter the void? Their strength shouldn’t allow it!
Without waiting for an answer, she prepared to strike. Though she hadn’t brought her weapon, spellcasting required none.
“Th-this is terrifying…” Lan Xiaoke shuddered at the sight of the monsters.
Ye Chuan shook his head. “I don’t know either. Qianshuang, Xiaoke—let’s move together. But be careful not to harm any bystanders.”
He knew all too well the destructive potential of Bai Qianshuang’s Golden Core cultivation. A single misstep could bring unimaginable disaster to those nearby.
Bai Qianshuang was already in motion. Under the sweep of her spiritual sense, a mere pulse of her aura caused the weaker monsters across the campus to explode instantly!
Ye Chuan summoned weapons from his spatial storage, tossing one to Bai Qianshuang. “Qianshuang, use this for now.”
“Got it!”
Gripping the azure-edged sword, Bai Qianshuang didn’t question where it came from. She immediately took to the air, her blade cutting down monsters with lethal precision!
Meanwhile, Ye Chuan teleported toward the fissures, his sword releasing a gale of razor-sharp energy that shredded any beast emerging from the rifts!
The scene looked straight out of a movie—so surreal that the onlookers could only gape in shock.
“Hmm?” Ye Chuan frowned as he noticed the fissures remained intact despite his attacks. Remembering Lilith’s warning to stay cautious, he heightened his guard.

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

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.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."