The wind in the valley gradually died down. As Xiao Ruobai watched the direction in which the crowd had hastily retreated, the small black bird on his shoulder suddenly became restless.
Its fluffy body, which had been docilely resting, suddenly tensed up. Its eyes narrowed slightly, gleaming with a cold light, its gaze seemingly piercing through the valley rock walls to look straight toward Yun Province, where the Demon Heaven Sect and the Blood Soul Sect were located.
Immediately after, the little black bird raised its head. A faint golden halo rippled in its eyes, and an illusory image slowly unfolded in front of it.
In the projection, the mountain gate of the Demon Heaven Sect in Yun Province was being engulfed by a massive, sky-obscuring azure palm. The spiritual energy flowing through the palm lines surged like roaring rivers and seas. Beneath the giant palm, the sect main hall collapsed like paper, and the black demonic aura was instantly washed away.
Not far away, the Blood Soul Sect suffered an even worse fate. The sect, which was shrouded in blood-colored mist year-round, along with its underground blood pool, was smashed to pieces by the giant palm. All that was left was a scorched, blackened crater; not even half a complete brick remained.
A second later, a majestic and suffocating fluctuation of spiritual energy swept over like a tidal wave. It carried a majesty that cleansed everything, instantly purging even the residual foul qi of demonic cultivators in the air. Even the green grass beneath their feet seemed to grow greener due to this aura.
Is this Master making a move?
Fang Hanyu was the first to react, his voice tinged with amazement.
Back in the Great Yan Holy Land, he had personally seen Gu Changge suppress the entire holy land with a raise of his hand. That level of power, turning clouds with a flip of his hand and bringing rain with a turn, still made his heart tremble whenever he thought of it.
Although the coercion at this moment was not as world-destroying as it was that day, it had a bit more effortless control, clearly showing that Gu Changge had deliberately restrained his power.
Master he actually took direct action against the Demon Heaven Sect and the Blood Soul Sect?
Xiao Ruobai pupils shrank, and his grip on the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd tightened slightly.
His Adam apple bobbed, and the gaze he directed toward Yun Province was full of complexity.
Although he had guessed earlier that his master was incredibly strong, he had never truly seen Gu Changge make a move. Now, looking at the tragic scene reflected by the little black bird and feeling this spiritual energy fluctuation that spanned across several provinces, a strong sense of shock surged in his heart.
This was his first time truly seeing his master strike.
That spiritual pressure, spanning across provinces, carried an irresistible dominance, uprooting the two major demonic sects and crushing them into scorched earth.
It was completely different from his usual indifferent appearance of leisurely brewing tea in front of the bamboo hut or squinting for a nap on the recliner.
Is this still my master who cares about nothing, only knows how to sleep, and occasionally smiles foolishly?
Master is clearly so powerful, yet he previously had the nerve to claim he was only in the middle stage of the Core Condensation Realm. That is too much!
The little black bird tilted its head, flapped its wings in dissatisfaction, and unconsciously rubbed its claws against Xiao Ruobai shoulder, muttering in its heart.
Hmph, Master beat me to it again!
Just now, when it crushed those King Realm ancestors, its claws still felt a bit hot. It had planned to go to the Demon Heaven Sect to find some more fun after dealing with the matters in the valley.
But now look, Master directly crushed both sects into scorched earth with a single slap, not even leaving it a single crumb.
At this moment, the crowd hastily retreating along the valley path also felt a super-strong coercion rising in the distance, from the direction of the Demon Heaven Sect and the Blood Soul Sect.
That power was like a mountain pressing down from the nine heavens, so heavy that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth instantly stagnated. Many cultivators even felt as if their chests were blocked by boulders, making even breathing difficult.
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion walking at the very front suddenly stumbled, subconsciously quickening their pace.
What what kind of coercion is that?!
A rogue cultivator voice trembled. He could not help but look back toward Yun Province, only to see ink-black clouds faintly churning in the distant sky. That aura was coming from right beneath the clouds, carrying a world-destroying deterrence.
Do not look back! Hurry up and leave!
Yun Canghai expression changed drastically. He gripped his green bamboo staff so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
This power is even more terrifying than the coercion from just now! An absolute powerhouse must have taken action! If we do not leave now, we will not even have ashes left if we get caught in the crossfire!
As soon as his voice fell, the crowd completely fell into chaos. Lie Tianxiong of the Burning Heaven Palace kept muttering, Mother, this is too terrifying.
His footsteps were so fast that he almost seemed to float. He only wanted to return to his sect quickly, activate the sect grand array, and hide away forever. This world was simply too dangerous.
This trip to the secret realm had dealt him quite a blow, almost making him doubt his life.
Is this still the Xuan Province I am familiar with?
The young rogue cultivator who had been glanced at by Little Black earlier was so frightened that his calves went soft. He scrambled forward, crawling and rolling, with only one thought in his mind: Walk faster! The further away from this place of trouble, the better!
What was originally a somewhat orderly withdrawal completely turned into a miserable flight. The crowd wished their parents had given them an extra pair of legs, lacking even the courage to look back.
First, there was an immemorial fierce bird that annihilated seven experts in three breaths, and then there was an unknown powerhouse who destroyed two major sects with a raise of his hand. Such terrifying combat power completely overturned all their understanding of cultivation.
This Xuan Province I am afraid the sky is going to change from now on!
An old cultivator could not help but mutter while running, his tone full of fear and bewilderment.
To have such a powerhouse take action for them, the background of those two is simply beyond our imagination. In the future, if we see them, staying far away is the only proper way!
The crowd echoed in agreement, their pace quickening a bit more, only hating that their cultivation was not high enough to travel a thousand miles in an instant like a flying magical artifact.
On the path in the valley, only messy footsteps and heavy panting remained. Even the wind carried a sense of panic, and no one dared to stay for another moment.
No one knew if that terrifying coercion would suddenly change direction and sweep them, these bystanders, into a fatal disaster as well.
At this time, in the neighboring Yun Province, a silent panic had already been stirred up.
Within the Haoran Sect in the eastern part of Yun Province, the sect master and a group of elders were discussing matters when their bodies suddenly stiffened.
Everyone looked up toward Xuan Province, their faces turning deathly pale in an instant. The coercion transmitted across provinces was like a tangible heavy hammer smashing into their sea of consciousness. Even breathing brought a stinging pain, and the spiritual energy in their bodies stagnated as if frozen.
What is going on? What kind of coercion is this?
An elder voice trembled as his hands tightly grasped the stone pillar beside him, barely keeping himself from collapsing.
The Great Elder beside him looked solemn. He gazed at the horizon in the direction of Xuan Province. Although there were no anomalies there, it revealed a suffocating dead silence.
This power it is at least at the Saint Realm! Just what exactly happened over in Xuan Province?
Sect Master, should we send someone to the border of Xuan Province to investigate? an elder asked with a dry voice, his eyes full of terror.
This coercion is too terrifying. It seems to be coming from near the two great demonic sects. Could it be that one of their ancestors broke through to the Saint Realm?
The sect master slowly shook his head, his eyes full of apprehension.
We cannot go! With such an expert taking action, the border must be filled with the aftermath of spiritual energy. Sending people there is sending them to their deaths! Besides, did you not notice? This coercion descended from the sky and only enveloped the two great demonic sects, as if it was attacking them.
It was not just the Haoran Sect; all the major sects and gathering places of rogue cultivators in Yun Province were enveloped by this coercion.
Meanwhile, the major Sacred Grounds of the Eastern Region were plunged into an unprecedented state of solemnity.
No one knew what exactly had transpired in Xuan Province, nor did anyone know the true identity of the mighty expert who had casually annihilated two great sects and obscured the heavenly secrets.
For a time, the various Sacred Grounds of the Eastern Region completely concealed their edge and pulled in their forces.
The former sight of the Sacred Grounds acting high and mighty was nowhere to be seen. In its place were tightly sealed mountain gates, strict bans on venturing outside, and repeated admonitions to never underestimate anyone.

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

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."

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia