Kill!
The two moved almost simultaneously!
Mo Yu's Qilin dharma avatar raised its massive claw that blotted out the sky and sun, carrying the terrifying power to crush stars, and smashed it down right on Wang Zhan's head!
Before the wind of the claw even arrived, the earth below violently collapsed, forming a giant claw-shaped crater!
Wang Zhan was completely fearless. The battle spear in his hand merged with his true body, transforming into a blood-red comet that tore through heaven and earth, soaring upwards against the heavens to directly pierce the descending giant Qilin claw!
BOOM!!!!!!!!
This collision far exceeded any previous one!
It was like two ancient stars colliding, or the loud boom from when the universe was first created!
An indescribable energy storm instantly exploded. The blinding light caused everyone to temporarily lose their sight, and a terrifying shockwave expanded madly in all directions in a spherical shape!
Not good! Retreat quickly!
Terrified screams erupted from the crowd watching the battle from afar. Everyone retreated madly, and the light of various protective magical treasures lit up, flickering unsteadily like candle flames in a fierce gale.
Rumble... Several mountain peaks at the edge of the Demon Heaven Sect ruins collapsed and disintegrated like sandcastles under this shockwave!
The light and dust slowly dissipated.
In the center of the battlefield, a giant crater with a diameter of over a thousand zhang had appeared!
Wang Zhan knelt on one knee at the edge of the crater bottom, using that blood-red battle spear to prop himself up on the ground to barely stabilize his posture. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the arm holding the spear trembled slightly. Evidently, he had suffered some shock from the hard clash just now.
Meanwhile, Mo Yu's Qilin dharma avatar floated in the air. On the giant claw that had smashed down, a clear crack had shockingly appeared, and dark green specks of light drifted away like blood.
His expression was gloomy. Obviously, under the backlash of his dharma avatar being damaged, he was not feeling well either.
Hmph! I actually underestimated you! Mo Yu's eyes turned fierce, his killing intent growing even stronger. Let's see how long you can block!
With a thought, the massive Qilin dharma avatar opened its giant mouth again. But this time, it did not spit out a pillar of light. Instead, endless demon fire was madly compressed and condensed in its mouth, eventually turning into nine dark green fireballs the size of fists, yet emitting destructive fluctuations! Qilin True Fire Orbs!
Go!
Mo Yu flicked his fingers continuously. The nine true fire orbs were like nine green meteors, trailing long tail flames, shooting towards Wang Zhan with overwhelming force from various tricky angles!
These fire orbs not only had an extremely high temperature but also contained explosive demonic energy. Once touched, they would cause a violent explosion!
Wang Zhan's pupils shrank. Feeling the terrifying energy contained in the fire orbs, he did not dare to be negligent. He abruptly stood up, gave a low shout, and swung the blood-red battle spear in his hand like the wind!
Break!
The overlapping spear shadows transformed into an airtight blood-red barrier, protecting his entire body so completely that not even a drop of water could leak through!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...
The nine true fire orbs crashed into the spear shadow barrier one after another, erupting into continuous, violent explosions!
The dark green demon fire and the blood-red spear light madly intertwined and annihilated each other. Every explosion caused Wang Zhan's body to shake violently, and the ground beneath his feet continuously collapsed!
He had completely fallen into a defensive position, relying on his exquisite spear technique and tyrannical cultivation base to forcefully resist this wave of wild attacks. He looked wretched, but his defense was as solid as an impregnable fortress. Not a single one of the nine true fire orbs could break through his defense!
Block? Let me see how much you can block! Seeing this, Mo Yu snorted coldly, formed hand seals, and poured the demonic power in his body into the Qilin dharma avatar without reservation.
Ten Thousand Fires Burning the Heavens!
Immediately, the giant mouth of the Qilin dharma avatar seemed to transform into a volcanic crater. More Qilin True Fire Orbs poured down like raindrops, numbering far more than a hundred! They were going to completely drown and incinerate Wang Zhan!
Facing this sky-blotting tide of fire orbs, a sharp light flashed in Wang Zhan's eyes. He knew he could no longer just blindly defend.
He took a deep breath, his internal vitality and blood roaring. Elevating his power to the absolute limit, he fiercely thrust his battle spear into the ground in front of him!
Blood Spear Cage!
Buzz! The blood-red battle spear erupted with blinding light. Countless condensed blood-red spear auras burst out in all directions with it as the center, like an instantly blooming blood-red spiked ball, fiercely colliding with the sky full of fire orbs!
Boom boom boom boom!!!
Even denser and more terrifying explosion sounds resounded through heaven and earth! The entire giant crater was completely drowned by the rampaging energy, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
After a long time, the energy storm slightly subsided.
Wang Zhan was seen still standing, leaning on his spear, but the battle armor on his body was even more damaged. His face had also paled a bit, and his aura was chaotic. Clearly, his consumption was immense.
And the ground within a radius of hundreds of zhang around him had been blasted beyond recognition, melting into glass-like crystals.
Mo Yu floated in the air, and the light of the Qilin dharma avatar had also dimmed quite a bit. Continuously executing large-scale divine abilities took an equally astonishing toll on him.
He stared fixedly at Wang Zhan at the bottom of the crater, his expression ugly.
He had not expected that even after using his Qilin dharma avatar and his natal true fire, he still could not take down the opponent!
Damn it! This human's physical body and resilience are simply like a stubborn rock!
Mo Yu cursed inwardly, but his killing intent boiled even more.
I can't drag this out any longer! I must use my strongest method to kill him in one fell swoop!
Meanwhile, at the bottom of the crater, Wang Zhan slowly raised his head and wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth. Instead of frustration, the flames burning in his blood-red eyes grew even more blazing.
Mo Yu floated in the air. Although the light of the Qilin dharma avatar had dimmed a bit, the brutality and killing intent in its vertical pupils had burned to the peak.
Continuously casting large-scale divine abilities without achieving total success had instead aroused the most primal ferocity deep within his bloodline.
It's time for everything to end! Wang Zhan, let me show you what true Qilin wrath is! Mo Yu's voice carried a nearly maddened hoarseness.
He slammed his hands together. The essence blood throughout his body boiled as if burning, madly surging into the Qilin dharma avatar behind him!
That massive dharma avatar let out a roar interwoven with pain and fury. Its originally dark green body actually turned dark red at a visible rate, as if soaked in its own blood!
A destructive aura far more terrifying and violent than before, as if it wanted to incinerate all the heavens and myriad worlds, erupted from the dharma avatar's body like a volcanic eruption!
True Fire Purgatory!
Mo Yu roared hoarsely. His face instantly turned as pale as paper. Clearly, casting this technique placed an enormous burden on him.
However, the madness and decisiveness in his eyes were incomparably blazing!
The dark red Qilin dharma avatar abruptly opened its giant mouth that seemed capable of swallowing stars!
This time, it did not spit out a pillar of light or fireballs, but rather spat out a sea!
A boundless, surging sea of flames composed entirely of dark red Qilin True Fire!
The instant this sea of fire appeared, the surrounding temperature suddenly skyrocketed to an unimaginable degree!
Space violently twisted and melted like a water surface struck by a stone, revealing the pitch-black void fissures behind it!
The crowd watching the battle from afar let out terrified screams and retreated madly. For some cultivators who retreated too slowly, their protective spiritual light instantly collapsed, and their entire bodies directly vaporized, not even leaving behind ashes!
The sea of flames covered the sky and earth, pouring down towards Wang Zhan in the deep crater!
It was no longer a point-to-point attack, but an all-encompassing, indiscriminate, and destructive refinement! It aimed to completely erase Wang Zhan, along with the space he occupied, from the world!
This was the ultimate killing move that could only be executed when the Qilin True Fire was cultivated to an extremely high realm and combined with a bloodline forbidden art!
Its power had already faintly touched upon a trace of the domain of Saint Realm laws: Incineration!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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!
