When the body of the last demon soldier crashed heavily onto the wasteland, the guards of the entire Storm Territory fell into a dead silence that lasted for over ten seconds.
The wind swept the dust of the wasteland across the city walls. Everyone froze in place, staring fixedly at the corpse-strewn wasteland outside the city.
Their minds were completely blank, incapable of even the most basic thought.
Oh Goddess, tell me, is all of this real?
Or was this just a dying hallucination?
A hallucination of an overwhelmingly powerful mage saving them?
Or a fantasy that the Goddess had sent someone down to save the Storm Territory?
It wasn't until a sharp gasp of air broke the dead silence.
"My God... am I seeing things?! Tens of thousands of demons... all gone?!"
"Three Demon Generals! Three seventh-tier Demon Generals!! All dead!"
"The barrier was about to shatter, and we were all prepared to fight to the death. But... but he wiped out the entire demon army all by himself?!"
The city wall instantly erupted into chaos. The weapons in the soldiers' hands clattered to the ground, and everyone's faces were flushed red with excitement.
The mages responsible for maintaining the barrier slumped to the ground. Looking at the scene outside the city, their hands couldn't stop trembling.
They had just been desperately pouring their magic power into the barrier, feeling that it would shatter in the next second and death would descend upon them.
But who could have imagined that in just a few short dozens of seconds, this catastrophic disaster would be so effortlessly resolved by this suddenly appearing young man.
"A miracle... this is a miracle! This is a miracle from the Goddess!"
A white-haired old mage looked at Ye Chuan's back, tears streaming down his aged face. He fell to his knees and kowtowed deeply toward Ye Chuan's back.
His kneeling acted like a lit fuse. The soldiers, mages, and civilians on the city wall all knelt down in unison. Shouts of awe rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire Storm Territory.
Ye Chuan, however, didn't feel much about this. He casually patted the dust off the hem of his clothes.
The tens of thousands of demon souls absorbed by the World-Suppressing Banner were nothing more than a drop in the bucket to him, not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth. They provided almost no improvement to his cultivation.
After all, with his Heavenly Immortal realm cultivation, the souls of these low-tier demonic creatures were no different from dust.
At this moment, the side gate of the barrier swung open with a loud crash.
The Storm Duke, leading Kalisia, along with a group of knights and mages, hurried out to greet him.
Walking up to Ye Chuan, the Storm Duke didn't hesitate in the slightest. He once again went down on one knee before Ye Chuan, placed his right hand over his chest, and performed the most solemn and supreme knight's salute of the Aether Continent.
His voice carried unconcealable awe and gratitude, as well as deep shock:
"Your Excellency single-handedly annihilated an army of ten thousand demons and saved the tens of thousands of lives in my Storm Territory. This immense grace is something I, Samuel, and the entire Storm Territory, will never forget for all eternity!"
The strength of the young Excellency before him had long exceeded his cognitive limits of the word strong.
"Get up. I told you, it was just a matter of convenience." Ye Chuan waved his hand casually, and a gentle force lifted the Storm Duke back up.
"The demons have been cleared out. You can handle the rest of the cleanup yourselves."
"Yes! Yes!" The Storm Duke hurriedly replied, then sternly ordered the knight captain behind him,
"Immediately take men to clean up the battlefield outside the city, treat the wounded, and reinforce the barrier! In addition, pass down the order: the entire city will celebrate for three days to thank His Excellency for his life-saving grace!"
After giving the military orders, he immediately turned around and made an inviting gesture toward Ye Chuan, his attitude respectful to the extreme:
"Your Excellency, please accompany me to the Duke's mansion to rest. I have already ordered people to prepare a banquet to welcome you!"
Ye Chuan didn't decline. He nodded and followed the Storm Duke toward the Duke's mansion inside the city.
Kalisia was also in a daze, following Ye Chuan with small, quick steps, her eyes full of worship as she looked at him.
...
The main residence of the Duke's mansion had long been cleaned spotlessly.
The Storm Duke invited Ye Chuan to the most luxurious VIP courtyard in the mansion, which had an independent garden, hot springs, and a magic cultivation room.
Even the furnishings in the room were arranged perfectly according to the highest standards of aristocratic etiquette. Maids and the butler stood respectfully to the side, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
But Ye Chuan had little interest in these things.
Just as he had rested in the room for a while, the butler of the Duke's mansion respectfully knocked on the door, saying that the Duke had prepared tea in the study and wished to invite His Excellency over for a chat.
Ye Chuan also happened to want to ask about the current situation on the Aether Continent, so he followed the butler to the study.
The Storm Duke was standing at the door waiting. Seeing Ye Chuan approach, he hurriedly bowed in greeting and invited him inside.
"Your Excellency Sissi, please have some tea."
Kalisia was also there. Seeing Ye Chuan enter, she immediately and obediently poured him a cup of freshly brewed fruit tea.
After they sat down, the room fell silent.
The Storm Duke's hand holding the teacup tightened slightly, and his voice carried a faint, imperceptible tremble:
"Your Excellency Sissi... I, I would like to ask..."
"Go ahead and ask. I don't eat people, so why are you so nervous?" Ye Chuan picked up his teacup and took a sip.
"Your Excellency's name, Sissi Chynayega, is exactly the same as that of the legendary Grand Mage." The Storm Duke leaned forward slightly.
"May I ask Your Excellency, what exactly is your relationship with that ancient legend?"
As soon as these words came out, Kalisia beside him instantly held her breath. Her ruby-like eyes stared fixedly at Ye Chuan, not daring to make a sound.
She had attended the Magic Academy since she was a child, and the very first lesson she learned was about the deeds of this legendary Grand Mage.
The young Excellency who saved her right before her eyes not only shared the exact same name as the legendary lord, but also possessed such terrifying strength. Could it be...
Ye Chuan put down his teacup, looked at the nervous father and daughter, and couldn't help but smile.
"Your guess is correct." Ye Chuan spoke slowly. His tone was flat, but it made the father and daughter opposite him shudder instantly.
"I am the Sissi Chynayega you speak of."
Boom!
The Storm Duke's mind instantly went blank. He almost lost his grip on the teacup in his hand and dropped it on the floor.
He stood up abruptly, his body trembling uncontrollably. Looking at Ye Chuan, he couldn't even speak clearly:
"You... you are really the legendary mage?! How... how is this possible?! Over a thousand years have passed!"
"Nothing is impossible." Ye Chuan waved his hand, casually making up an excuse. "I ran into a slight mishap while researching magic and got sucked into a space-time turbulence. I ended up in this timeline by pure coincidence."
"Not long after I woke up, I ran into the kidnapped Kalisia on the wasteland and saved her in passing."
As soon as he said this, all the doubts were instantly resolved.
Why the legendary lord would appear here, why he knew nothing about the current Aether Continent, and why, despite clearly possessing strength above the legendary tenth tier, he was completely oblivious to the current situation and the state of the demons.
It turned out they didn't just share the same name—he was the legendary lord himself, who had traveled through time from a thousand years ago to the present!
Kalisia froze completely on the sofa. With her mouth hanging open, she was at a loss for words and could only let out incoherent stammers.
She had actually been saved by an ancient, legendary archmage!
She had even been carried in the arms of the legendary figure, flying for thousands of miles!
It was as if a revered historical hero had stepped into the modern world and saved her life.
She felt incredibly blessed.
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?!
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!
] [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!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
