After the Myriad Dao Divine Pool appeared, all the side halls of the ancient palace lit up at once.
The Three Thousand Great Daos transformed into pillars of light of different colors. After rising from the main hall, they descended toward the various side halls.
The Immortal King statues that had lain dormant throughout the ancient palace all came back to life. Every statue released its own Dao, helping those who came after stabilize the power of their baptism.
This was the true final reward of the Myriad Dao Ancient Realm. The rankings only determined who was qualified to enter; how much one could gain still depended on their own path.
The prodigies who had entered the top ten were enveloped by different Great Daos and began to receive the final baptism of the Myriad Dao Ancient Realm.
Gu Wufeng sat cross-legged at the center of the Sword Pool. The vast sword intent left behind by the Burial-Heaven Sword Immortal continuously battered his soul.
There was not a single drop of water in the Sword Pool. It contained only countless tiny rays of sword light, each one recording the insights left behind by a different sword cultivator.
The moment Gu Wufeng sat down, thousands upon thousands of sword lights simultaneously entered his sea of consciousness, attempting to carve those ready-made paths directly into his sword heart.
For an ordinary sword cultivator, such an unreserved inheritance would be enough to raise their swordsmanship by several levels in an instant.
But Gu Wufeng had just refused to become a second Burial-Heaven Sword Immortal. Naturally, he would not abandon that choice here.
He did not accept everything wholesale. Instead, he cut away everything that did not belong to him, strike after strike, leaving behind only the purest origin of the sword path.
He cut away the domineering sword intent. He set aside the insights that pursued ultimate speed. Even the Burial-Heaven Sword Immortal’s strongest move, the Burial-Heaven Strike, was not preserved in its entirety.
In the end, only one thing remained.
The sword should be held in one’s own hand—and one should also decide where it is swung!
The Burial-Heaven Immortal Sword trembled lightly, acknowledging this new master for the first time in truth.
Gu Wufeng’s cultivation simultaneously reached the absolute limit of the peak of the Immortal Venerable realm, leaving him only one final barrier away from becoming an Immortal King.
He did not use the baptism to forcefully break through to the Immortal King realm. Although doing so would allow him to break through immediately, it would leave flaws in the sword heart that had only just taken shape.
Gu Wufeng restrained his aura and sealed the remaining origins of the Great Daos inside the Burial-Heaven Immortal Sword, preparing to refine them slowly after leaving the ancient realm.
Within the Hall of Myriad Laws, countless mutually conflicting laws appeared around Fa Wuxiang.
Flames sought to incinerate ice. Light rejected darkness. Even space and time constantly fought for control over the surrounding laws.
These conflicts acted directly upon Fa Wuxiang’s soul. The moment he showed the slightest hesitation, the baptism of the myriad laws would be interrupted.
In the past, he would certainly have tried to determine which was stronger. Now, however, he used the Law of Clear Mind as his foundation, allowing every law to retain its own form.
He no longer forced fire and ice to fuse together. He merely let the two powers remain on opposite sides of his domain, each maintaining its own complete rules.
Light and darkness likewise did not need to devour one another. So long as they found a suitable boundary, both could become part of the myriad laws.
Returning the myriad laws to one did not mean making them identical.
His Dao heart finally stopped wavering because of those strange powers belonging to Ye Chuan. He even felt that he could live for another several hundred thousand years.
In the past, whenever he saw Ye Chuan casually produce a completely unfamiliar ability, he would question whether the myriad laws he cultivated were truly complete.
Now, looking back, he realized that those powers had originated from different worlds in the first place. Trying to forcefully explain them through the logic of the Immortal Dao had only been asking for trouble.
After understanding this, Fa Wuxiang felt much more at ease. His Domain of Myriad Laws also stopped pursuing a superficial state of absolute completeness for the first time.
At the end of the Azure Lotus path, Lin Fan merged all nine colors of karmic fortune into the Azure Lotus Dao Seal.
An illusory Azure Lotus slowly grew behind him. Every petal carried the wishes of the countless people from the Desolate Village.
Emperor Cangxuan examined it for a long time, confirming that the nine-colored fortune was merely strengthening the Dao Seal and showed no sign of giving rise to a new physique.
“Perhaps if you continue guiding it, you can make your immortal root undergo a transformation.”
Lin Fan, however, voluntarily stopped the infusion of fortune. “There’s no need.”
To forcibly alter a foundation that had already stabilized for the sake of a physique that merely sounded more powerful might instead cause him to lose the path best suited to him.
Lin Fan was not disappointed.
An opportunity that truly belonged to him was far more suitable than forcibly obtaining some unfamiliar physique.
Lin Fan raised his hand and grasped the Azure Lotus Sword. The nine-colored fortune flashed across the surface of its edge, and the space ahead split open without a sound.
He did not continue looking toward the main hall. He merely closed his eyes and began perfecting the first move of his own Azure Lotus Sword Art.
At the center of the main hall, Ye Chuan had already stepped into the Myriad Dao Divine Pool.
The water had only just reached his ankles when the Three Thousand Great Daos seemed to find an opening and surged toward his body all at once.
Under normal circumstances, even an Immortal King had to be exceedingly careful when accepting the origin of a single Great Dao. The slightest mishap could affect their own path.
But the powers within Ye Chuan’s body were already incredibly chaotic. Faced with the Three Thousand Great Daos surging toward him simultaneously, he not only showed no resistance, the black-gold chaos within him instead became even more active.
The origins of the Three Thousand Great Daos poured in from all directions. After entering his body, they were rapidly devoured and fused together by the black-gold chaos.
The Primordial Magic, avatars, Wordspells, World-Suppressing Banner, and other powers also found their respective places anew under the baptism of the myriad laws.
They were not completely swallowed by the chaos. Instead, they gradually formed an integrated whole capable of converting one power into another, rather than remaining in their original, mutually isolated states.
The power of chaos, which had originally existed between reality and illusion, grew increasingly solid. It gradually formed a true black-gold world.
There were no sun, moon, or stars at the center of this world. A figure identical to Ye Chuan sat cross-legged there, constantly transforming the origins of the Great Daos into genuine laws.
Ye Chuan could sense that as soon as this world completely stabilized, his level of life would naturally surpass the limit of the Great Principle Golden Immortal realm.
The barrier to Ye Chuan’s Great Principle Golden Immortal realm held for less than a single breath before shattering directly under the impact of the myriad Daos.
Early Immortal Venerable!
Mid-stage Immortal Venerable!
Late-stage Immortal Venerable!
Peak Immortal Venerable!
Once his accumulation reached its limit, everything proceeded as naturally as water flowing into a channel.
The black-gold world rapidly expanded, ultimately linking completely with Ye Chuan’s physical body, immortal soul, and Great Dao.
Ye Chuan slowly opened his eyes. “It’s still not enough.”
Boom!
An Immortal King’s aura burst out of the ancient palace, causing the entire Myriad Dao Ancient Realm to shake violently!
More than a hundred Immortal King statues simultaneously lowered their heads. The nine Immortal Emperor statues also released their light, re-stabilizing the space within the ancient palace that was about to be torn apart by the aura.
The prodigies in the side halls were startled awake from their baptisms. Even through the formations of the ancient palace, they could still feel that pressure—one that far surpassed that of an ordinary Immortal King!
Before long, boundless tribulation clouds gathered above the ancient realm. Scarlet lightning completely covered the sky!
The tribulation clouds spread from the Myriad Dao Ancient Palace all the way to the edge of the ancient realm. Every cultivator who had yet to leave in time felt their immortal souls grow cold!
An ordinary Immortal King tribulation would target only the person undergoing it. This tribulation, however, seemed intent on smashing the entire ancient realm to pieces.
Those bolts of lightning were no ordinary heavenly tribulation. Each one fused together different laws, powerful enough to annihilate an ordinary Immortal King’s soul!
Before the first bolt of lightning had even descended, tens of thousands of cracks had already appeared across the ground. Several ruins that were already in a state of collapse were reduced directly to ashes.
The will of the ancient realm continuously released its laws, attempting to draw the heavenly tribulation above the main hall. Yet it remained completely unable to restrain the expansion of the tribulation clouds.
Lan Xiaoke looked up for a while, then quietly took two steps back while hugging Blue Eggy.
Fox Li followed her as well. Only after hiding behind an Immortal King statue did they finally stop.
“Will the boss be all right?”
“He should be.”
Lan Xiaoke thought for a moment. “Even if something happens, there’s nothing we can do to help from all the way over here.”
Ye Chuan looked up at the tribulation lightning. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little nostalgic.
“Disperse.”
The power of the Word Spirit descended.
The tribulation lightning, which had only just begun to take shape, suddenly froze. Then, as if it had truly understood his command, it rapidly dissipated from the center outward.
The tribulation clouds at the outermost edge tried to regroup, but the Myriad Dao Ancient Seal in Ye Chuan’s hand lit up, directly severing the Ancient Realm’s response to the tribulation’s laws.
After losing the support of the world’s laws, the remaining lightning could only flash unwillingly a few more times before vanishing completely!
In less than a few seconds, the sky stretching for tens of thousands of miles returned to perfect clarity!
Every prodigy in the Ancient Realm looked up, their expressions gradually turning somewhat bewildered.
Wait…
Who had just broken through to the Immortal King realm?
And crossed two major realms in a row?!
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."
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?"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
