"What?!!!!!"
After learning the full story, the Tribulation Crossing Realm pressure radiating from Su Yao almost crushed the entire palace.
The ground was covered in cracks, and the entire Wutong Holy Land was enveloped in this monstrous fury. The disciples were as quiet as winter cicadas, not even daring to breathe loudly.
"Huang Haotian..."
Su Yao muttered the name, every syllable dripping with world-destroying hatred.
To lose one of their three Tribulation Crossing Realm elders, have two return on the brink of death, and see their core elites completely wiped out—this was an unprecedented humiliation since the founding of the Wutong Holy Land tens of thousands of years ago. It was a fatal stab right to the Holy Land's pride!
If losing a few Mahayana cultivators and some ordinary disciples before could only be considered a minor setback, this time their core strength had been genuinely devastated!
Those were Tribulation Crossing Realm experts!
The absolute peak power of the Holy Land!
The reason the Wutong Holy Land could act so arrogantly was precisely because they had a few more Tribulation Crossing Realm experts than the other holy lands. Now, losing one and having two heavily injured was undoubtedly a vicious blow to them!
Just as she was on the verge of going mad with rage, two incredibly weak auras approached from outside the hall. They lacked even the strength to fly.
"Holy Maiden... Lord Holy Maiden..."
Two wretched figures stumbled into the Holy Maiden's Hall.
It was Mo Chen and Xuanfeng.
At this moment, the two of them had lost every shred of the majesty they once possessed as almighty Tribulation Crossing experts.
Mo Chen was covered in bloody gashes, his gray hair wildly disheveled, and his aura was incredibly sluggish. His once mountain-like Tribulation Crossing spiritual energy was now reduced to a feeble thread, and his cultivation realm had plummeted directly to the half-step Tribulation stage. His divine soul was dim and flickering, looking as though it might dissipate at any moment.
Xuanfeng was in an even more miserable state. His face was a deathly grayish-black, and he could not even stand steady, coughing up mouthful after mouthful of blood. His cultivation realm had similarly plummeted, and the damage to his divine soul was even more severe than Mo Chen's.
In order to shake off Ye Chuan's pursuit, the two had burned more than half of their origin essence blood and overdrawn a thousand years of their cultivation just to escape with their lives using the Ten Thousand Mile Blood Escape art.
Seeing their tragic state, Su Yao took a step forward, instantly appearing before them.
"What exactly happened?! How could three Tribulation Crossing experts like you fall at the hands of a mere Yuxu Sect?!"
Mo Chen spoke with great difficulty, "Holy Maiden... it wasn't that we were incompetent... It's that Huang Haotian... he isn't human at all! He's a monster! An absolute monster!"
Xuanfeng also collapsed on the floor, "Lord Holy Maiden, that Huang Haotian's methods are simply not something any cultivator on the Tianxuan Continent should possess! We... we were no match for him at all!"
Su Yao's pupils shrank. "Speak! Tell me everything, exactly as it happened! What kind of evil arts did he use?"
Mo Chen took a deep breath and recounted everything that had transpired at the Yuxu Sect in full detail:
"That Huang Haotian first unleashed a bizarre domain. No matter our cultivation realm, all of us were afflicted by dozens of strange poisons. These poisons were vicious, causing weakness, stomachaches, extreme drowsiness, and paralysis... Holy Maiden, you don't understand—"
"That sensation of impending diarrhea and loose bowels hit us in endless waves."
Su Yao was speechless.
How could it be so vicious?
What kind of bizarre domain was this?
"Furthermore, this person completely ignores all magical attacks! The divine abilities that Xuanfeng and Chiyan unleashed upon him were like stones sinking into the ocean; they had absolutely no effect!"
"And his techniques... he can summon hundreds of avatars out of thin air, all of which also ignore magic. Our disciples were completely outmatched!"
"The demonic sword in his hand can directly slash at the divine soul. Chiyan had his divine soul chopped to pieces by him, sword strike by sword strike, until his soul was entirely shattered!"
"The most terrifying part is... he possesses a bizarre spatial technique that allows him to confiscate our magical treasures with a mere wave of his hand! My lifebound spiritual sword and all my magical artifacts were taken away by him out of thin air, and even my divine soul connection to them was severed!"
He had too many methods—an endless, unfathomable amount of methods!
As Mo Chen spoke, his face twisted into a mask of pure agony.
It hurt!
It simply hurt too much!
In all his long years of life, this was the first time Mo Chen had ever seen someone as shamelessly overpowered as Ye Chuan, acting as if he were using cheats.
He wasn't human; he simply wasn't human.
Xuanfeng broke down as well. "He can also teleport infinitely, so we couldn't even run away! If we hadn't burned our origin essence blood to cast the Ten Thousand Mile Blood Escape, we would have ended up just like Chiyan, dying without a burial place!"
"That Huang Haotian is simply an invincible existence! He cannot be killed!"
"Invincible?"
Hearing these two words, Su Yao actually laughed. Her phoenix eyes brimmed with monstrous killing intent, and the spiritual energy around her became violently turbulent to the extreme.
"In this world, who dares claim to be invincible? Who can truly be invincible?!"
"They are nothing but unorthodox, evil tricks. How do they qualify as invincible?!"
She had lived for many years, serving as the Holy Maiden of the Wutong Holy Land, reaching the Tribulation Crossing Realm at a young age. She had seen countless top-tier divine abilities and ancient secret treasures across the Tianxuan Continent, and she never believed that anyone was truly invincible.
Furthermore, Su Yao possessed a god-tier physique, a god-tier spiritual root, and god-tier talent from birth. She had enjoyed the best resources and the highest privileges since childhood.
She was the youngest Tribulation Crossing Realm powerhouse on the Tianxuan Continent and the absolute best among all Holy Sons and Holy Maidens.
She had met many geniuses, but all those geniuses called her a genius!
"Time is running out. The divine tomb is about to open, and we must possess the key!"
At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind—
The secret realm key!
The Ancestor's lifespan was running out. They absolutely had to obtain the secret realm key left behind by that peak Ascension Realm powerhouse!
As for Huang Haotian, no matter what kind of monster he was or how bizarre his methods were, he had to die!
Su Yao turned to look outside the hall, her tone icy and piercing.
"To think that mere evil tricks dare to run rampant before my Wutong Holy Land. Mo Chen, Xuanfeng, rest and recuperate. I will personally collect this blood debt!"
"I am determined to get the Yuxu Sect's secret realm key! And I will personally take Huang Haotian's wretched life!"
She took a step forward, a brilliant crimson light erupting around her as her voice echoed throughout the entire Wutong Holy Land:
"Follow me to the Ancestor's secluded cultivation grounds!"
"I will personally petition the Ancestor and request a wisp of his Ascension Realm origin aura to carry with me!"
"Under the pressure of an Ascension Realm aura, no matter what physique or supposed invincibility he has, he will be crushed into dust!"
"I will personally lead all the remaining Tribulation Crossing Realm elders of the Holy Land, marching out in full force to trample the Yuxu Sect and wash all our enemies in blood!"
"I want the entire Tianxuan Continent to know that the only outcome of provoking my Wutong Holy Land is complete destruction of the body and soul, never to be reincarnated for all eternity!"
As her words fell, Su Yao's figure transformed into a streak of crimson light, shooting straight toward the secluded cultivation secret realm shrouded in auspicious clouds deep within the Holy Land.
There sat the Wutong Holy Land's only Ascension Realm Ancestor, who was also their ultimate trump card.
Meanwhile, Mo Chen and Xuanfeng slumped on the ground, listening to the Holy Maiden's resolute vow. A glimmer of hope finally rose in their hearts.
An Ascension Realm Ancestor...
That was a power that stood above the entire Tianxuan Continent.
This time, no matter how bizarre Huang Haotian was, he would undoubtedly die!
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?"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
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?!
