Gu Changge looked at them indifferently, his eyes devoid of the slightest ripple. He showed neither the pride of a victor nor pity for the dying.
To him, these five people were nothing more than obstacles to be cleared, mere clues for uncovering the truth.
Gu Changge spoke no more. Forming his fingers into a sword, he slashed at the five Supreme Beings from afar.
Om—
An invisible suction force materialized out of thin air. It did not extract their life essence; instead, it precisely locked onto the Immortal Qi within their bodies—an energy that did not belong to this realm and carried an alien aura!
The five Supreme Beings felt in horror that the Immortal Qi supporting their vigorous vitality and delaying their decay was being forcefully stripped from the depths of their Dao Foundations, as if pulled by invisible threads!
Five halos of different colors, all exuding an extraordinary aura, were forced out from the top of their heads and suspended in mid-air.
Having lost the support of this Immortal Qi, the auras of the five Supreme Beings instantly withered like deflated balloons!
Their faces became old and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Their skin filled with wrinkles, their eyes dimmed, and their vitality dried up. They completely reverted to the decaying, near-death state that self-severed Supreme Beings were supposed to be in!
They could not even maintain basic levitation. Slumping to the ground, they gasped heavily for air, their eyes filled with despair.
Gu Changge reached out and beckoned, drawing the five clusters of Immortal Qi into his palm. He probed them slightly with his divine sense.
Hmph.
He gave a cold snort and lightly rubbed his fingertips together. The five clusters of Immortal Qi that the Supreme Beings treated as priceless treasures instantly collapsed and annihilated like inferior smoke, vanishing without a trace.
Impure and mottled. They are nothing but defective products that have been diluted and mixed with a few Immortal Realm laws.
A trace of disdain flashed through Gu Changge's eyes.
To think that such inferior items could buy you off to betray the very world that nurtured you. How pathetic and detestable.
Your sins cannot be absolved even by a hundred deaths. However, your memories still hold some value.
His voice was flat, yet it sounded like a final judgment.
After speaking, Great Dao runes circulated within Gu Changge's eyes once more, far more profound and vast than before.
His gaze seemed to materialize into substance, acting like two divine chains of order that pierced directly into the deepest depths of the five Supreme Beings' spiritual seas between their brows!
Arghhhh—!
A sensation of soul-tearing agony, ten million times more painful than physical destruction, instantly swept through the remaining consciousness of the five Supreme Beings!
Their divine souls felt as though they were being pierced, ground, and dissected upon billions of sharp needles!
Gu Changge forcibly flipped through all the memory fragments of their long lives:
Rising from humble beginnings, contending among ten thousand races, rising alongside other geniuses, fighting bloody battles all the way, finally proving the Dao to become an Emperor, ruling the universe in dazzling glory...
Then reaching the end of their lifespans, unwilling to pass away in meditation, severing themselves in the restricted areas, lying dormant through the ages, wandering between slumber and awakening, witnessing the changing of epochs, and their mindsets gradually twisting from looking down upon all living beings to becoming distorted, greedy, and desperately clinging to life...
Finally, the turning point that changed everything: the mysterious cross-realm teleportation array, the alluring Immortal Qi, the promises from the Immortal Realm...
How they went from hesitation to firm resolve, how they secretly laid out arrays to siphon the world's origin at various key nodes throughout the Xuanhuang Great World.
How they obtained Immortal Qi to prolong their lives through repeated transactions, and how, in their thirst for longevity and the path to immortality, they gradually grew numb, selectively ignoring the decay of heaven and earth caused by the loss of this realm's origin...
Countless images, sounds, emotions, and conspiracies...
Like a breached dam, they were forcibly extracted, sorted, and read by Gu Changge with supreme mighty power.
Especially the details regarding the cross-realm teleportation array, the methods of communication, the layout of the array formations, and the vague information they sensed about the Immortal Realm... All of it was clearly peeled away and imprinted into Gu Changge's mind.
This process was a torture more cruel than death by a thousand cuts for the five Supreme Beings.
All their secrets, all their pride, all their darkness, and all their schemes were laid bare under the sun, leaving them with absolutely no dignity.
A few breaths later, the Great Dao runes flowing in Gu Changge's eyes slowly settled. He had obtained all the information he wanted.
As for the five Supreme Beings, their eyes were completely dim. Their divine souls were already fragmented, leaving only the most foundational specks of soul light flickering weakly like candles in the wind.
Gu Changge did not spare them another glance, merely spitting out four words indifferently:
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
He lightly flicked his sleeve.
There were no earth-shattering explosions, nor any brilliant lights.
The five Supreme Beings who had once stood at the pinnacle of the universe and looked down upon the ages—their emperor bodies, their shattered divine souls, and all traces of their existence—completely dissipated between heaven and earth under this understated flick.
Along with the clamor, conspiracies, and sins they brought, everything returned to eternal nothingness.
Om—!!!
An indescribable wail originating from the origin of the universe suddenly rang out!
It was not a sound, but a violent tremor of the myriad Dao laws! It was as if a vital pillar supporting heaven and earth had suddenly collapsed!
Immediately after, anomalies suddenly arose in the vast starry sky!
Boundless blood clouds surged out of thin air, converging into an ocean!
These were no ordinary clouds, but formations condensed from fragments of Great Dao laws and the sorrowful Dao rhythm dissipating from the fall of Emperor Realm experts!
The Emperor's Fall Blood Rain!
A pattering, dark red rain of blood drifted down from the blood clouds. Every drop of rain was incomparably heavy, crushing the void and containing endless sorrow and an aura of destruction!
This was heaven and earth weeping for the fall of Supreme Beings; it was the laws mourning the demise of Great Emperors!
Wherever the blood rain passed, the stars dimmed, and all living things shared in the sorrow!
This was the grandest funeral anomaly between heaven and earth, triggered only when Great Emperor-level existences completely perished!
However—
Just as the sky full of blood clouds had gathered, and the Emperor's Fall Blood Rain was about to pour down, at the exact moment the entire universe was immersed in this sorrowful atmosphere—
Noisy.
Gu Changge furrowed his brows slightly, seemingly quite impatient with this heavenly anomaly.
He did not even look at the terrifying blood clouds shrouding the sea of stars. He merely raised his hand casually and gave a gentle wave toward the firmament.
As if shooing away an annoying fly.
Disperse.
A single word was spat out, and his words became the law!
An invisible and intangible will, one that stood above the myriad Daos, instantly permeated the air!
The universe's laws, which had been wailing and trembling, were instantly smoothed out by an invisible giant hand, returning to silence!
The terrifying blood clouds enveloping endless star domains and containing monstrous sorrow melted and disintegrated in an instant, like ice and snow thrown into a blazing sun, vanishing without a trace!
The impending Emperor's Fall Blood Rain, capable of crushing stars, evaporated directly as if it had never appeared!
Between heaven and earth, clarity and silence were instantly restored.
All the anomalies, all the wails, and all the sorrow were forcibly interrupted and completely erased under Gu Changge's understated wave!
Even heaven and earth were stripped of the right to weep for these five Supreme Beings!
The entire core of the Tianhuang Restricted Area instantly plunged into a deathly silence.
Only Gu Changge remained, his white clothes whiter than snow, standing quietly in the void, along with Little Black and Little White, who watched in awe from a distance.
Gu Changge cast his gaze deep into the void, as if piercing through endless space to see the array flags that had been laid down, and the unseen mastermind from the "Immortal Realm" that might be lurking in the shadows.
"Immortal... Realm..."
He murmured to himself, the profound depths of his eyes surpassing even the starry sky.
] [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!"
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
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."
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.”
