Ye Chuan’s figure darted like a specter through the storm of silk-thread attacks, emerging completely unscathed. High above, Elder Xuan flickered repeatedly, his expression shifting abruptly. "This is—"
"Hey, old bastard—eyes up here!"
Before the cold taunt even faded, Ye Chuan had already flashed before Elder Xuan, his spirit sword wreathed in biting sharpness as it thrust straight for the elder’s flank!
"Clang—!"
The deafening clangor of metal on metal rang out as the spirit sword was deflected by something, sending a numbing shock up Ye Chuan’s arm.
His gaze sharpened. There, coiled around Elder Xuan’s waist, was a suit of armor covered in intricate, mystical scales. A dense, abyssal radiance pulsed from it, utterly repelling the spirit sword’s edge.
"Insolence!" Elder Xuan roared, noticing the torn fabric over his armor. His aura erupted like a tsunami, the vast spiritual power of the Dao Comprehension realm surging forth. The swirling snowflakes froze midair, and even the drifting clouds above churned and darkened under the pressure!
About the same level as Qin Tianya and that little dragon, huh.
Ye Chuan remained silent, raising his spirit sword once more—its edge sharper than before.
Stab! Stab! Stab!
While his intangibility lasted, he’d slash as many times as he could.
Swordlight rained down like a storm, each strike aimed precisely at Elder Xuan’s flank, sparks flying with every collision!
"You… why focus there?!" Elder Xuan’s imposing aura had utterly failed to deter the assault, filling him with shock and fury.
He retreated again, but Ye Chuan clung to him like a shadow, his flickering speed even surpassing the elder’s. And still, the swordplay never varied—only that relentless spirit sword, doggedly chasing after the same spot on his waist!
"Hm?" Ye Chuan’s brow arched slightly, as if realizing something crucial. The chaotic power within him surged forth, channeling down his arm and into the spirit sword.
The blade trembled with a resonant hum. Its once-clear edge now shimmered with a murky, grayish glow—seemingly disordered, yet exuding an eerie, devouring presence.
Take this!
"Shhhk—!"
This time, when the spirit sword met the scaled armor, there was no metallic clang. The supposedly indestructible scales tore like paper, and the blade plunged in without resistance.
Ye Chuan twisted his wrist sharply, the sword churning violently inside Elder Xuan’s waist!
"AAARGH—!!!"
A scream so inhuman it defied description tore through the air. The entire frozen mountain range quaked, the peak’s snow collapsing in a thunderous avalanche, fissures spiderwebbing across the terrain!
"You—you—!" Elder Xuan reeled back a hundred paces, blood and shattered ice spraying from his waist. Clutching the wound, his eyes bulged with sheer terror.
Maddened, the elder flung his hands out. Countless dark-glowing threads poured forth like a downpour, entangling toward Ye Chuan—yet those threads, capable of slicing mountains apart, passed clean through his form without even grazing his robes!
Behind him, entire peaks crumbled under the threads’ assault, ice and stone plummeting like meteors, the world shaking with deafening roars.
"What kind of monster are you?!" Elder Xuan, who had lived nearly eight centuries and witnessed countless bizarre techniques and god-defying physiques, had never encountered something that outright ignored all attacks! His spiritual power, treasures, divine abilities—all of it was like tossing stones into the sea!
Ye Chuan still didn’t speak. In a flicker, he crossed the hundred-pace gap, his spirit sword flashing coldly once more—this time aimed at the other side of Elder Xuan’s waist!
"The kidney! The other kidney!" Ye Chuan bellowed, his voice dripping with hunger.
"Give it! Give it to me!"
"You damned lunatic!" Elder Xuan, dignity abandoned, outright cursed.
What followed was even more jaw-dropping—the once-revered Dao Comprehension elder was now fleeing in utter disarray, while the seemingly unremarkable young man pursued like a vengeful wraith, his sword unerringly locked onto that same, absurdly precise target!
Even Cang Wu and the others stood dumbstruck. The disciples of the Profound Ice Palace were no better—especially Bing San, who watched his sect’s guardian being chased down and specifically stabbed in the kidneys, as if trapped in some surreal nightmare.
Is… is this real?
"Elder Xuan! Y-you can do it!" Bing San’s voice cracked as he forced out the cheer, though there was no conviction behind it.
Hearing this, Elder Xuan cursed inwardly but outwardly steeled himself. After several exchanges, he’d begun to grasp a pattern.
"Even if your body evades all techniques, there must be a weakness!" he snarled. "I refuse to believe you’re truly invincible!"
"Heaven and Earth Enclosure!"
Before the words fully left his mouth, Elder Xuan halted midair, hands weaving a rapid series of seals. The drifting threads around him suddenly pulled taut as steel wires, instantly weaving into an impenetrable net—one that descended with enough force to shred the void itself!
"Die!" Elder Xuan’s voice boomed like thunder.
The net constricted violently, sealing every inch of space around Ye Chuan. Those hair-thin threads infiltrated every gap, sliding over his robes, brushing his skin—yet not a single mark was left.
Useless!
"Heh." A faint smirk curled Ye Chuan’s lips, laced with mockery.
"You—you—!" Elder Xuan pointed at him, choking on his own breath, his face cycling from livid to ashen. This defied all logic! Even legendary immortals had vulnerabilities!
"Me, me, me, what about me?" Ye Chuan flicked the blood from his blade.
"W-what kind of cursed technique is this?!" Elder Xuan’s voice trembled.
That "Heaven and Earth Enclosure" was his ultimate trapping and killing art—a net capable of locking space and shredding souls. Even peers would retreat before it. Yet against Ye Chuan, it was as effective as scratching an itch through boots!
Ye Chuan’s smirk didn’t waver. With a slight shift, he slipped free of the net’s grasp.
The spirit sword moved again, its cold light like lightning—once more homing in on Elder Xuan’s remaining kidney.
"Thunk!"
This time, no armor stood in the way—the previously shattered scales had already lost their protective power.
The wet sound of steel piercing flesh was unmistakable. Elder Xuan’s scream surpassed even his earlier agony as he plummeted toward the icy ravine like a broken kite, twin wounds gushing blood, staining the snow crimson.
Cang Wu and the others stood frozen, jaws nearly hitting the ground. They’d assumed Elder Xuan’s intervention meant certain death for Ye Chuan. Yet the scene before them overturned all expectations—a legendary Dao Comprehension expert, hunted down and skewered in the kidneys by some nobody, reduced to a fleeing, whimpering wreck!
The Profound Ice Palace disciples exchanged stunned glances. Some dropped their treasures in shock. Bing San’s mouth hung open, his earlier cheer stuck in his throat, his face drained of color. He suddenly felt like a colossal joke.
Ye Chuan hovered midair, his previously intangible form gradually solidifying.
His invincibility had run its course.
Though the time limit had passed, his expression remained indifferent as he gazed down at the distant Elder Xuan.
"One chance. Get out of here."
"You dare threaten me, junior?!" Elder Xuan staggered upright. Even with two ruined kidneys, he wouldn’t tolerate such disrespect!
"In that case, your Golden Core and the two Demon Pills will be severed by my hand," Ye Chuan said, lowering his gaze.
Elder Xuan: "?!"
"Not only that—I will crush them beyond recovery."
Elder Xuan's figure blurred as he transformed into a streak of light, fleeing into the distance.
"I'll spare you today!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
