The Western Desert's Buddhist Son, Fakong, despite using the ultimate arts of an Emperor Scripture, Buddhist weapons, and even forbidden techniques, was still defeated!
Moreover, he was crushed head-on by his opponent bare-handed, in the most domineering manner possible!
Inside the deep crater, Fakong lay limp as mud, the Buddhist light around his body dimming like a candle in the wind.
He struggled to raise his head and look at the figure standing in the void. Though covered in wounds, the figure stood tall and straight. Fakong's eyes were filled with extreme shock and unbelievable bewilderment.
"Defeated, I was actually defeated..."
"How is this possible? I possess an Emperor Scripture, wield a Buddhist weapon, and my cultivation base far exceeds his. How could I lose?"
A mix of humiliation, unwillingness, and the agonizing pain of a shattered Dao heart gnawed at his soul like venomous insects.
He wanted to struggle, but found that he had exhausted even the strength to lift a single finger.
In the distance, all the spectators stood frozen like clay statues and wooden carvings, their minds completely blank.
It took several breaths of time before an earth-shattering uproar erupted like a bursting dam!
"Heavens! He won! Battle Asura won! At the peak of the Celestial Realm, he defied the heavens and defeated a Buddhist Son in the late stage of the King Realm!"
"How is this possible?! Fakong is no ordinary King Realm expert! He is the Buddhist Son of the Western Desert, bears an Emperor Scripture, wields a Buddhist weapon, and is a peerless monster capable of challenging those above his realm! How could Battle Asura cross an entire major realm to defeat him?"
"Crossing a whole major realm to win! And the one defeated is a top-tier genius like Fakong! This completely defies the common sense of cultivation!"
"I originally thought that being able to challenge someone a minor realm higher already made one a peerless genius. Being invincible in the same realm is monstrous enough. But what Battle Asura did is simply defying the heavens!"
"Bare-handed! He was bare-handed! If he had used that fierce halberd, how terrifying would his power be? It is simply unimaginable!"
"After today, who would dare say that cultivation realms cannot be bridged? The name of Battle Asura shall stand as the absolute pinnacle of combat prowess among the younger generation!"
Exclamations, cries of horror, and gasps echoed one after another. Extreme shock and disbelief were written all over everyone's faces.
Xiao Ruobai's battle was not just a victory; it completely subverted their understanding of cultivation realms and gaps in combat power!
Challenging higher realms was common, but using a lower realm to defeat a top-tier genius of a higher realm was no longer a challenge, it was a crushing dominance! It was a myth!
In the crowd, seeing Xiao Ruobai finally settle the battle with a single punch, Li Xuanfeng could not help but gasp, his eyes filled with indescribable shock.
"Junior Brother Xiao actually defeated the Western Desert's Buddhist Son, who was fighting with his full strength, bare-handed!"
"I knew he was strong, but I never expected him to be this strong! Peak of the Celestial Realm, defeating a top-tier genius at the late stage of the King Realm!"
A trace of complex emotion flashed across Li Xuanfeng's heart.
He felt both a sense of shared honor for his fellow disciple's strength, and an unavoidable sense of urgency.
"Although I have made some progress, compared to Junior Brother Xiao, the gap has not narrowed; instead, it is growing larger. Those under Martial Uncle Gu are indeed all monsters. I cannot slack off in the slightest; I must work even harder!"
He gripped the sword in his hand tightly, a flash of determination in his eyes.
Xiao Ruobai stood alone in the void. His face was pale, his aura weak, and the injuries on his arms were shocking to behold, but his posture remained as straight as a spear.
He coldly glanced at Fakong in the deep pit, whose breath was dying and Buddhist light completely dispersed. A flash of killing intent passed through his eyes.
This villain had a malicious heart; leaving him alive would definitely bring future trouble!
With this thought in mind, Xiao Ruobai forced up his remaining true qi. Ignoring the intense pain all over his body, a trace of domineering world-slaughtering battle intent gathered on his right fist once more. He prepared to smash it down into the crater to completely finish off Fakong and end the future troubles forever!
Feeling that chilling killing intent descend, Fakong's pupils shrank drastically, and an icy shadow of death instantly enveloped his entire body!
He wanted to roar, wanted to resist, wanted to bring out his life-saving trump cards, but his heavily injured body, along with his shattered Dao heart...
...made it impossible for him to gather even a sliver of Buddhist power. He could only watch helplessly as that deadly fist imprint rapidly magnified in his eyes!
Endless fear and unwillingness drowned him like a tidal wave!
However, in the split second just before the fist strike was fully unleashed—
"Buzz!"
A gentle yet incredibly swift golden Buddhist light seeped out of the void without any warning.
As if it possessed a life of its own, it instantly wrapped around Fakong in the deep crater. In the next moment, it receded like the tide. The speed was so extreme that even the spatial fluctuations were barely perceptible!
Xiao Ruobai's sure-kill punch was ultimately a fraction of a second too late. It struck empty air, blasting another massive crater into the already devastated earth!
In the final instant before being swept away by the Buddhist light, Fakong's unfocused gaze met Xiao Ruobai's cold eyes.
There were no ripples in that gaze, no smugness of a victor, only the indifference of looking at a dead object.
This indifference made Fakong feel a bone-piercing chill and humiliation far worse than any mockery!
He had lost, completely and utterly defeated. Did he not even have the qualifications to make his opponent look at him properly?!
Intense resentment and a trace of fear that even he was unwilling to admit grew madly at the bottom of his heart!
"Hmph!"
Xiao Ruobai gave a muffled groan, aggravating his injuries, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He suddenly looked up, his gaze sweeping over the void that had returned to calmness like cold lightning, his expression as gloomy as stagnant water.
"I was careless. Still a step too slow."
A hint of annoyance surged in his heart.
"Master repeatedly warned that even a lion uses its full strength to catch a rabbit. When facing a strong enemy, if one decides to kill, it must be done with the force of a thunderbolt. There cannot be the slightest hesitation to give the enemy an opportunity. Today, I delayed."
He had not expected the Dao Protector of the Western Desert's Buddhist Sect to be so decisive and forbearing, never truly revealing their aura from beginning to end.
To only execute such an exquisite escape art to save him at the very last moment showed they were well-prepared and extremely wary of Little Black, who had once annihilated the Glazed Holy Land.
"Never mind. After this battle, this bald donkey's Buddhist heart is shattered and his Dao foundation is damaged. Even if he was rescued, whether he can recover remains to be seen. He is no longer a concern in the short term."
Xiao Ruobai quickly suppressed his emotions, his eyes returning to their cold state. The moment he raised his head, his icy gaze inadvertently swept over several hidden corners in the distance.
Over there, several obscure auras had been quietly gathering; they belonged to the arrogant top-tier geniuses who had come to watch the battle.
Witnessing Fakong's defeat, amidst their shock, they might have harbored thoughts of taking advantage of his weakened state to kill him, or testing the true caliber of this Battle Asura.
However, when Xiao Ruobai's cold, indifferent gaze, which seemed to view all living things as mere straw dogs, swept over them, those auras instantly froze!
There was no warning in that gaze, yet it carried an extreme indifference to life forged from slaughtering through mountains of corpses and seas of blood! It was as if he was saying: If you are not afraid of death, feel free to try!
A chill shot straight from their tailbones to the crowns of their heads. Those restless geniuses felt as if cold water had been poured over them. All their ulterior motives were instantly extinguished, and they subconsciously concealed their auras, not daring to meet his eyes!
Are you kidding me?! Even a fierce warrior like Fakong was crippled bare-handed, and his Dao Protector did not even dare to show their face, only daring to sneakily rescue him. Going up to provoke him at a time like this would be nothing short of courting death!
Xiao Ruobai withdrew his gaze. Feeling his own condition, he no longer lingered. With a flash of his figure, he turned into a streak of light and instantly disappeared into the horizon.
At the very moment he set off, high above the nine heavens and deep within the clouds, Little Black's body cast faint ripples across the void. It silently melted into a spatial rift, following him like a shadow.
At the same time, Li Xuanfeng also quietly retreated.
Only then did the whispered discussions of the distant spectators begin to drift over.
"Was that a Dao Protector of the Buddhist Sect making a move just now?"
"It had to be! Otherwise, who could so easily rescue someone from the hands of the Battle Asura?"
"It seems the Buddhist Sect of the Western Regions cannot afford to lose either! However, for the Dao Protector to hide their face and only dare to save someone in secret, they must also fear the entity standing behind the Battle Asura!"
"After today, monstrous waves are bound to sweep across the Eastern Region!"
The aftermath of this battle, carried by the dispersing crowd of spectators, transformed into countless streaks of light from transmission jade slips, silently surging toward the Eastern Region and even more distant realms!
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?"
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.
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!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
