Hearing the commotion, the super martial artists who were originally inside the camp had gathered around at some point.
"What's going on?! Who's bullying my people!"
"Who's causing trouble here?"
"Let me see!"
But no matter who it was, the moment they stepped within ten meters of Ye Chuan, their feet had barely touched the ground when it felt as if an invisible boulder was pressing down on them. Their legs gave way, and with a thud, they fell to their knees, unable to even struggle!
In just half a minute, a whole crowd was kneeling in front of Ye Chuan. The originally spacious clearing was instantly filled with kneeling figures. Even their breathing became cautious, making the scene incredibly bizarre.
"Don't rush, everyone gets their turn to kneel."
"After this one kneels, it's the next one's turn."
Ye Chuan remained expressionless. He had obviously sensed these people approaching long ago; he just couldn't be bothered to deal with them.
He hadn't deliberately restrained the oppressive aura surrounding him. Those people had overestimated themselves by coming close, and being crushed to their knees by his aura was purely their own doing.
Mo Mo stood to the side, watching the scene unfold. A trace of cold sweat seeped from his forehead. He quickly took a step forward, cupped his hands toward Ye Chuan, and spoke in a respectful yet urgent tone:
"Brother Ye Chuan, please show mercy! Have mercy! These are all people from our Alliance, here to challenge the tower as well. They mean no harm."
He now truly felt the terrifying extent of Ye Chuan's strength. If he were to really get angry, these people kneeling on the ground would probably be reduced to dust.
Although these people weren't top-tier in strength, they were still combat forces for the Alliance. If they were to perish here, it would be a significant loss for the Alliance.
Ye Chuan glanced at Mo Mo, then swept his gaze over the crowd kneeling on the ground. "Considering you are from the Alliance, I'll let it go this time."
As soon as he finished speaking, the oppressive aura enveloping everyone instantly dissipated.
The crowd felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They hurriedly struggled up from the ground, their faces deathly pale, covered in sweat, and their legs still trembling uncontrollably.
When they looked at Ye Chuan again, their eyes held nothing but extreme awe. They didn't dare show even the slightest hint of disrespect.
"I don't want to kill our own people, provided you are smart enough, of course," Ye Chuan said.
"Th-thank you for your mercy! Thank you!" the crowd hurriedly thanked him in unison, their voices trembling. After speaking, they all scrambled backward, not daring to step half a pace closer to Ye Chuan. They stood far away, not even daring to let their gazes lightly land on him.
Mo Mo breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked Ye Chuan, "Thank you, Brother Ye Chuan, for showing mercy. Otherwise, it would have been really hard for me to explain this."
Ye Chuan gave a hum of acknowledgment, then looked at Wu Gao and Wu Tian not far away.
"Let's go. To the high tower."
Wu Gao and Wu Tian froze for a moment before expressions of unbelievable excitement erupted on their faces. Wu Gao hurriedly said:
"B-boss, are you saying... you want to take us with you?"
They originally thought Ye Chuan had only stepped in to help them out of a tight spot. They never expected that he would be willing to take them along to challenge the tower.
After all, with Ye Chuan being so strong, taking two people who were only in their twenties level-wise would purely be a drag. Yet, Ye Chuan actually offered to take them along, making them both thrilled and grateful.
"Yeah," Ye Chuan nodded, his tone casual.
"Since you are from the Jianghai Branch, you're my people. Let's go together."
Although the others were also super martial artists from the Alliance, ultimately, only the Jianghai Branch could be fully considered Ye Chuan's own faction.
He didn't find it troublesome. Bringing along these two wouldn't affect him anyway.
Besides, Wu Gao and Wu Tian seemed to have some understanding of the tower's first floor. Taking them along could save him some trouble, sparing him from having to figure things out blindly.
"Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!" Wu Gao and Wu Tian hastily thanked him in unison, so excited they could barely speak. Beside him, Wu Tian quickly packed away the harvested materials and followed closely behind Ye Chuan.
Seeing this, Mo Mo hurriedly said, "Brother Ye Chuan, let me get you some supplies. Resources are scarce inside the tower, and there are many dangers. Taking more supplies will give you a better safety net!"
"No need, but thank you," Ye Chuan flatly refused. He turned around and walked out of the camp, with Wu Gao and Wu Tian quickly following.
Mo Mo watched their retreating backs and shook his head.
The high-level super martial artists in the Alliance were all prominent figures. How come he had never heard of someone this strong before...
But the Jianghai Branch...
"Huh?"
...
Walking out of the Alliance camp, the super martial artists along the way still stood far back, not daring to approach. Seeing Ye Chuan coming, they subconsciously parted to make way for him.
Ye Chuan walked straight ahead toward the high tower in the center of the island. Soon, they arrived in front of the arched stone door at the base of the tower.
"Do we just go straight in?" Ye Chuan asked.
"Yes, boss," Wu Gao said.
Ye Chuan didn't pause and walked straight into the stone door.
Wu Gao and Wu Tian exchanged a glance and quickly followed. The moment they stepped through the stone door, a soft blue halo enveloped them, and the scenery before their eyes instantly changed.
When they regained their footing, they were already inside the first floor of the high tower.
This place was a massive labyrinth. Surrounded by grayish-white rock walls, the surfaces were rough and hard, covered in dark stains that could either be monster blood or something else entirely.
To the naked eye, the labyrinth's passages were intricate and crisscrossed, stretching endlessly. The ceiling above was pitch black without any light source. Only a faint blue light seeped through the cracks in the rock walls, barely enough to illuminate their surroundings.
A pungent, foul stench permeated the air, mixed with the dusty smell of the rock walls, making one involuntarily frown.
Occasionally, the distant roars of monsters could be heard, along with footsteps and the sound of dripping slime echoing through the empty labyrinth, making it seem exceptionally eerie and terrifying.
A labyrinth, huh.
"The first floor is a labyrinth?"
Wu Gao quickly lowered his voice and said to Ye Chuan:
"Boss, the first floor is a labyrinth like this. After entering, everyone is randomly teleported to different parts of the maze. Fortunately, there are many exits. If you don't want to continue, it's not hard to leave."
"The hard part is that the monsters in the labyrinth are very strong and incredibly fierce. Moreover, if your supplies can't keep up, it's very easy for things to go wrong."
Ye Chuan gave a hum of acknowledgment.
He released his divine sense, intending to scout the entirety of the labyrinth. But as soon as his divine sense spread out, it was as if it hit an invisible barrier and was forcefully bounced back, completely unable to penetrate it.
"Enveloped by a mysterious power?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised, but he didn't take it to heart.
Even if he couldn't use his divine sense, with his strength, he could find the way even if he wandered aimlessly through the maze.
"Boss! There's one more thing I need to tell you," Wu Gao spoke up.
"Let's hear it."
"Well, because this is an island in international waters... many super martial artists from other countries will murder and rob people here," Wu Gao said.
"Even though you are very powerful, boss, we still need to be careful."
"Rob people?" Ye Chuan showed a rare smile. "Oh."

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.”

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."

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"