Facing this apocalyptic fiery purgatory that seemed capable of incinerating the Great Dao itself, Wang Zhan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpricks!
An unprecedented sense of crisis, bordering on death, drenched his entire body like ice water!
The blood-red spear-qi barrier he had previously erected melted and disintegrated instantly before this sea of flames, like ice and snow beneath the sun!
The surging blood-red battle qi around his body was also suppressed by that terrifying incinerating intent, shrinking drastically!
There was nowhere to hide! Nothing could block it!
This was a true situation of absolute death!
In the distance, the expressions of top-tier supreme talents like Ji Xuanye drastically changed. As they retreated violently, their eyes were filled with horror!
"Is Wang Zhan finished?" someone cried out in alarm.
Meanwhile, above the Nine Heavens, deep within the clouds.
Several blurry figures stood quietly. Their auras were as deep as the abyss and as vast as the sea, far beyond what the young supreme talents below could compare to.
Their gazes pierced through the void, watching this decisive battle.
Seeing Mo Yu unleash a Qilin forbidden art that touched upon the domain of laws, a figure shrouded in starlight let out a soft exclamation of surprise.
He looked with a hint of teasing at the middle-aged man beside him, who was clad in dark battle robes and exuded an imposing aura without being angry:
"Brother Wang, I am afraid your son is in trouble this time. Even an ordinary Saint would not dare to take these flames head-on. Are you not worried?"
Another old woman, wreathed in sword qi, also nodded slightly, her voice cold and clear: "This child is indeed a true dragon, but this move has exceeded the limits. Fellow Daoist Wang, if the situation becomes unsalvageable, I might be able to intervene..."
However, Wang Zhan's father, addressed as Brother Wang, simply laughed heartily upon hearing this. His voice was like a massive bell, and his tone carried an almost blind certainty and pride:
"Worried? What is there to be worried about!"
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the apocalyptic sea of fire below, ultimately fixing on that still-upright figure within the flames. His tone carried a trace of arrogance.
"My son, Wang Zhan, has the aptitude of a Great Emperor!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Almighty experts of the Holy Lands all cast sidelong glances—some astounded, some amused, and some sneering in their hearts.
And at the exact moment this earth-shattering sentence fell—
A sudden mutation occurred on the battlefield below!
In this critical moment where life and death would be decided!
The extreme sense of crisis in the eyes of Wang Zhan, who was trapped in a desperate situation, suddenly transformed into an indescribable calmness, even carrying a hint of relief.
It was as if he had laid down the burden of eternity, or like a slumbering lion finally opening its eyes to look down upon the world.
He slowly, extremely slowly, raised his head.
His gaze pierced through the surging sea of flames and landed on the seemingly maddened Mo Yu in the air.
The corners of his mouth actually curled into an extremely faint smile, yet one so cold it could freeze the soul.
"Finally, things are getting a little interesting."
A soft murmur, yet like a sigh from the primeval antiquity, echoed clearly in the depths of everyone's soul!
The next moment, under everyone's incredulous gazes, Wang Zhan made a simple movement: he let go of the blood-red battle spear that had accompanied him through years of campaigns and drank countless blood.
With a clang, the battle spear fell to the ground.
Immediately after—
"BOOM—!!!!!!!"
A majestic aura that could not be described with words—vast, boundless, ancient, as if originating from the era before heaven and earth opened and chaos was first divided—suddenly erupted from Wang Zhan's body!
This aura was no longer the previous blood-red color, but had transformed into a clear, lofty azure color that contained endless vitality and majesty!
The azure vitality soared into the sky, like the first ray of light that split heaven and earth, instantly dispersing the leaden clouds covering the horizon!
The vitality gathered above his head, evolving into a grand phenomenon of orbiting sun, moon, and stars, and surging earth, water, fire, and wind!
A supreme pressure that stood above all living beings, as if wielding the authority of heaven and earth, crashed down!
The Qilin True Fire purgatory, capable of boiling the seas and incinerating all creation, at the moment it touched this azure vitality, was actually like raging waves crashing against an eternally immortal primeval divine mountain!
BOOM—!!!
An extremely muffled boom! The sea of flames viciously slammed against the barrier formed by the azure vitality, erupting with blinding light, but it could not advance another inch!
No matter how the flames roared and impacted, that seemingly thin azure vitality remained steadfast, like an insurmountable heavenly chasm, firmly blocking all destructive energy outside!
Wang Zhan stood in the center of the azure vitality, his black hair dancing wildly. His eyes had turned a pure azure color, within which scenes of evolving mountains and rivers and the birth and death of stars floated.
Beneath his skin, countless ancient and mysterious runes naturally surfaced, resonating with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
At this moment, his temperament had completely changed! He was no longer that world-shocking God of War of slaughter, but more like a young Great Emperor who had descended to patrol the heavens and rule the firmament!
"This... what is this?!"
"My god! Vitality turning into the azure heavens? Sun, moon, and stars revolving around him? What kind of physique is this?!"
"What terrifying pressure! My soul is trembling!"
"The Qilin True Fire has been suppressed?!?!"
"Impossible! Just what kind of power is this?!"
Exclamations, cries of horror, and the sound of sharp intakes of breath blended together! Everyone was utterly shocked by this sudden, paradigm-shifting mutation!
Even Xinglan abruptly stopped his retreating figure, staring fixedly at that patch of azure vitality, and cried out involuntarily.
"Vitality as boundless as the heavens, phenomena generating naturally... Could this be the Heavenly Azure Sacred Physique, one of the supreme holy physiques recorded in ancient texts?!"
"Heavenly Azure Sacred Physique?!"
Ji Xuanye's pupils shrank sharply. The indifference on his face completely vanished, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.
"That legendary physique praised for being favored by the Heavenly Dao and possessing inexhaustible vitality?!"
In the center of the battlefield, the madness and smugness on Mo Yu's face completely froze, transforming into extreme horror and disbelief!
"Im... Impossible! What kind of physique is this?!" Mo Yu's voice became shrill and distorted from fear.
Bathed in the azure sacred radiance, Wang Zhan looked calmly at the terrified Mo Yu and spoke indifferently. His voice was like a heavenly decree, echoing through the clouds:
"To be able to force me to reveal the Heavenly Azure Sacred Physique, Mo Yu, you can be proud of yourself."
Before his voice even faded, the azure vitality around his body suddenly boiled! The originally gentle sacred radiance instantly became blazing and dazzling; his entire person seemed to transform into an azure sun!
He slowly raised his right arm and clenched his five fingers into a fist. The muscles on his entire arm bulged, and green veins slithered like dragons and snakes, as if accumulating apocalyptic power.
"This punch is called Breaking Illusions."
His voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty. As the words Breaking Illusions left his mouth, the rules of the entire heaven and earth seemed to tremble!
The phenomena of the sun, moon, and stars behind him spun madly, and endless azure vitality gathered toward his fist like a hundred rivers returning to the sea!
The void around his fist began to twist and collapse, revealing pitch-black chaos!
"ROAR—!"
Sensing a fatal threat, that sea of flames seemed to possess sentience as it let out a terrified roar. It shrank madly, transforming into a giant flame shield a thousand fathoms thick and as solid as divine metal, blocking in front of Mo Yu!
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?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
