Little Black slowly withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath, feeling the aura of his homeland. Despite its decay, the blood feud that had entangled him for ten years was finally avenged.
An indescribable and complex emotion surged in his heart—there was satisfaction, relief, and also a trace of the sorrow of seeing things change while the people were gone.
However, at this moment, inside and outside the entire palace, there was a state of ultimate deathly stillness, which immediately transformed into complete collapse and chaos!
All the demonic beasts and lesser demons who had originally been serving around and offering blood food to the Dark Phoenix froze in place, as if frozen to the bone by invisible ice!
The flattery, awe, and even the greed for blood food on their faces completely solidified, turning into an incomprehensible, ultimate fear and bewilderment!
The invincible strike of the Dark Phoenix was casually crushed, and bringing out the title of a Forbidden Zone Supreme only earned mockery.
Even the Supreme Rune Death Light that was enough to make their souls tremble reversed back, destroying the Phoenix in both body and soul! This process was so fast that their thoughts completely stalled.
"His Majesty is dead?!"
A Saint King realm Black-Scaled Violent Bear was the first to react, letting out a roar of terror that distorted its voice, its massive body trembling violently uncontrollably.
"Impossible! This is impossible! His Majesty is invincible!!"
A Two-Headed Demonic Eagle screamed, both of its heads filled with fear and confusion.
"Flee! Run away!!"
Panic, like a bursting flood, instantly swept through the entire plaza!
The demonic beasts screamed and wailed, scattering like headless flies, only wanting to get away from the terrifying existence who had wiped out their ruler with a raise of his hand!
But more demonic beasts, especially those old demons who had survived the great upheaval ten years ago, stared fixedly at Little Black's cold face and unique posture after their initial extreme fear.
A figure that had been dusted away for ten years, one they almost dared not recall, gradually overlapped with the invincible existence before them!
"That figure, that aura, could it be..."
An ancient Black Turtle, its shell covered in scars, spoke with a hoarse and trembling voice.
"It's him! It is the Peng Emperor! It is the Golden-Winged Peng Emperor!!"
Another old rhinoceros with a broken horn and a decaying aura suddenly stood up on its hind legs, letting out a crying, voice-cracking shout of excitement!
"The Peng Emperor has returned! The Peng Emperor has come back!"
"Heavens! The Peng Emperor didn't die! He's back! He's back for revenge!"
These old ministers and former subordinates instantly burst into tears!
They desperately pushed aside the chaotic, fleeing demonic beasts around them, excitedly crawling and kneeling in Little Black's direction, using all their strength to kowtow, their voices choking and hoarse from extreme excitement and the grievances of ten years!
Little Black's gaze swept over these excitedly kneeling, scar-covered former subordinates, seeing the fear and grief that had accumulated over ten years.
A ripple rose in his heart, and his gaze shifted slightly.
The next moment, those fleeing minions with heavy karma suddenly stiffened, silently turning into flying ash.
Meanwhile, the majority of the other demonic beasts who were merely forced into submission and did not have deep karma, as well as those excitedly kneeling old demons, were lifted by a gentle yet irresistible force and gently sent to a safe distance.
Little Black's gaze swept over these excitedly kneeling, scar-covered former subordinates.
Those weather-beaten faces, bearing wildness and loyalty, were once the most vivid marks of this demonic land in his memory.
Seeing the rekindled flame of hope in their eyes that almost threatened to drown him, a surge of reluctance and sorrow originating from the depths of his bloodline fiercely welled up in his heart.
This place carried the glorious years of his domination over the starry sky.
These powerful demon kings and followers had once accompanied him to conquer all directions, and now they had endured ten years of suffering because of him.
He slowly raised his hand, and an invisible yet majestic demonic power swept across the plaza, gently lifting all those who were prostrating.
"All of you, rise."
His voice was deep, carrying a faint, almost imperceptible hoarseness.
Little Black's voice was deep, carrying a faint, almost imperceptible hoarseness.
"The Dark Phoenix has been executed, and you may now live freely. My karma with this homeland is settled today."
He looked at the rekindled flame of hope in his old subordinates' eyes, hardened his heart, and slightly shook his head:
"I will not stay here anymore."
As soon as these words were spoken, an uproar swept through the crowd.
The faces of the demons were filled with disbelief, and voices of pleading instantly rang out.
"My Emperor! Where are you going?"
"Peng Emperor! The Heavenly Demon Ancient Star cannot do without you!"
The broken-horned old rhinoceros let out a cry that was almost an oath: "My Emperor! No matter where you go, this Heavenly Demon Ancient Star will always be your homeland! We old bones will follow you forever! One year, ten years, ten thousand years... we will wait!"
"We swear to follow the Peng Emperor to the death!" The mountain-shaking, tsunami-like voices carried a tragic and solemn determination.
Little Black's heart was fiercely struck by this heavy loyalty.
Right at this moment, he subconsciously looked at Gu Changge beside him. Gu Changge was merely standing calmly, yet he seemed to be the center of the entire world.
It was exactly this figure that had given him a new life and pointed out the true Great Dao for him.
An extremely strong sense of belonging and clarity overwhelmed his nostalgia for his homeland.
Compared to following the person before him and seeking the supreme Great Dao, the imperial power of his homeland had become a past that could be discarded.
His eyes once again became incredibly firm, carrying a trace of resolute majesty, as he said in a deep voice:
"The old evils have been cleared, and you are free. The future of the Heavenly Demon Ancient Star will be decided by yourselves."
"Take care of yourselves."
After a brief silence, the wave of pleading and excitement did not surge again; it was replaced by a deeper deathly stillness mixed with despair and bewilderment.
The gazes of all the demonic beasts involuntarily shifted slowly from Little Black to the white-clad man standing silently beside him.
That existence had stood quietly to the side from beginning to end, his aura as ordinary as a mortal, yet he was inexplicably impossible to ignore.
His Majesty the Peng Emperor had returned for revenge, his power reaching an unimaginable realm, yet at this moment, making such a resolute farewell, his gaze ultimately landed on this person?
"Is it because of him..."
The old rhinoceros with the broken horn felt a tremendous shock in its heart, an uncontrollable thought rising that made its soul tremble.
"The one His Majesty the Peng Emperor wants to follow... is this person?!"
"Who exactly is this person? To actually make His Majesty the Peng Emperor abandon his homeland and subjects, willing to follow him?"
The ancient Black Turtle was horrified inside. It tried hard to recall, but there had never been any impression of such a figure in its memory.
To make the Golden-Winged Peng Emperor—whose strength was unfathomable and who could execute the Dark Phoenix with a raise of his hand—treat him so respectfully, to the point where his very existence seemed incompatible with this world, what kind of terrifying existence could this be?
An indescribable awe, mixed with a massive sense of loss, spread through the hearts of the surviving demonic beasts.
They realized that His Majesty the Peng Emperor's departure was a foregone conclusion, and the key perhaps lay in that mysterious white-clad man.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
] [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!"
