“Only after defeat can one attain enlightenment; only after breaking free from the cocoon can one transform into a butterfly. This child’s state of mind is truly terrifying!”
An elder cultivator murmured under his breath, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.
They understood far better than the younger generation just how difficult it was to take the step from the King realm to Sainthood. It required not only unparalleled talent, but also immense perseverance, great fortune, and a flawless, transparent Dao heart!
Wang Zhan had accomplished it—and before everyone’s eyes, in a manner so shocking that it left them speechless!
Prince Ji Xuanye of Great Zhou suddenly clenched his fists. The imperial dragon aura around him became unstable, and his gaze sharpened like a blade.
The compass in Xinglan’s hand stopped spinning. His expression turned incomparably solemn.
The Jiang Family's Divine King Physique, the Yaochi Saintess, and the others were equally shaken to their cores, sensing a pressure greater than any they had ever experienced.
Ling Xi stood quietly, her cool gaze sweeping over the gradually receding sacred light. A trace of understanding flashed through her eyes.
It was somewhat unexpected that Wang Zhan had been the first to take this step, but it was also entirely reasonable.
After all, the foundation of that Azure Heaven Sacred Physique was terrifyingly profound. Moreover, he had received enlightenment from the battle intent of Emperor Qingcang. With his Dao heart now clear and unblemished, his breakthrough had naturally followed as smoothly as water flowing along its course.
At the edge of the crowd, in an unremarkable corner, stood a young man.
He wore a simple black outfit and had an ordinary face—the kind that would be forgotten the instant he disappeared into a crowd.
Yet at this moment, deep within his seemingly ordinary eyes, countless bolts of lightning appeared to flicker and be born and extinguished, reflecting the soaring azure sacred radiance surrounding Wang Zhan in the distance.
His lips curved slightly upward. In a voice only he could hear, he murmured with a hint of interest, “The Azure Heaven Sacred Physique… Wang Zhan? Interesting.”
If Fatty Wang had been paying attention and carefully observed this person, he would have been shocked to discover that this was none other than the mysterious young man who had once tempered his body in the heavenly lightning of Wind-Thunder Valley!
At the very instant Wang Zhan stabilized his sacred might and achieved the status of a Saint—
“Rumble!”
A terrifying pressure that made one’s soul tremble descended without warning!
This pressure did not come from the stone wall, nor did it come from any of the cultivators. It came from above!
It came from the vast sky beyond the Emperor’s Tomb!
Although the countless restrictions within the Emperor’s Tomb blocked it, the might of the heavenly tribulation still pierced through some of those barriers. Like a dark cloud, it enveloped the hearts of every newly ascended Saint.
“It’s the heavenly tribulation! The tribulation for attaining Sainthood!”
An experienced elder cultivator turned pale with shock and cried out.
“The tribulation clouds are gathering outside the Emperor’s Tomb! What terrifying power!”
Just as the might of heaven and earth reached its peak and was about to descend—just as it was on the verge of forcibly tearing through the restrictions of the Emperor’s Tomb and locking onto the person undergoing the tribulation—
Gu Changge looked up at the sky and said, “This is the resting place of a Great Emperor, a place of eternal slumber. It must not be disturbed. Disperse!”
The instant his words fell, the terrifying tribulation aura that had enveloped the souls of everyone present was erased as though by an invisible hand, vanishing without a trace!
The tribulation clouds dispersed, but an indistinct imprint of the laws of heaven and earth quietly pierced through the void and settled onto Wang Zhan, who had just attained Sainthood, like a brand.
This imprint meant that the heavenly tribulation had not disappeared. It had merely been delayed.
Once he left the Emperor’s Tomb and saw daylight again, the heavenly tribulation that had accumulated for even longer—and might possess even more terrifying power—would arrive as promised. It could even be more violent than before!
In front of the stone wall, complete silence descended.
Everyone had been stunned by this bizarre scene.
“What happened to the heavenly tribulation?”
“Could it have been blocked by the Emperor’s Tomb?”
“It must be! The might of the Emperor is vast, and all techniques are powerless before it. Who would have thought it could even isolate a heavenly tribulation?”
For a time, the crowd began discussing the matter animatedly, their hearts filled with awe and admiration for the methods of the Great Emperor.
They all believed that the Emperor’s Tomb itself possessed some wondrous power that had protected Wang Zhan and temporarily delayed his tribulation.
Wang Zhan had naturally sensed the arrival of the heavenly tribulation, the obstruction created by the Emperor’s might, and the imprint of the laws of heaven and earth that had ultimately settled upon him.
He slowly opened his eyes. Divine light was contained within them, while sacred might naturally flowed around his body.
He had succeeded in breaking through. He had become the first peerless figure among the younger generation to enter the Saint realm!
He—Wang Zhan!
He had lived up to the potential of a Great Emperor!
His calm gaze swept across the faces around him—faces filled with shock, envy, wariness, and fighting spirit—before finally settling on Battle Asura and Sword in White.
The sacred power within his body, vast as an ocean and far surpassing what he had possessed before his breakthrough, surged through him. It brought with it an absolute confidence born of having everything under his control.
At this moment, his earlier eagerness to fight Battle Asura had settled and sublimated into something deeper.
Challenging someone in the King realm while he was a Saint would be somewhat akin to bullying him.
“Battle Asura, once you achieve Sainthood, you and I can—”
Before he could finish, his gaze inadvertently swept over the person standing behind Xiao Ruobai’s shoulder.
It was Fatty Wang, wearing a foolishly honest smile while his beady eyes darted slyly over Wang Zhan’s body.
With that seemingly casual glance, Wang Zhan’s voice abruptly stopped.
The words “a fair battle” and the like instantly became lodged in his throat.
Those unpleasant memories came crashing down upon his mind, dousing the heat that his recent breakthrough had stirred within him!
One must never underestimate anyone—especially not someone as monstrously talented as his opponent.
Thank goodness. Thank goodness he had nearly gone too far.
Wang Zhan’s expression stiffened and changed almost imperceptibly for an instant.
He forcibly changed the direction of his words. “No, why wait until you become a Saint? Once matters in the Emperor’s Tomb are settled, we shall fight again!”
However, the instant his words fell, a cool and melodious voice rang out calmly.
“There is no need for Senior Brother to fight.”
Ling Xi, who had remained standing quietly to one side as though isolated from the surrounding noise, took half a step forward.
Her gaze was indifferent as it settled on Wang Zhan.
“After we leave the Emperor’s Tomb, I shall personally experience the true power of the Azure Heaven Sacred Physique of the Desolate Ancient Wang Family.”
The moment these words were spoken, everyone turned their eyes toward Ling Xi. Shock and a sense of utter absurdity immediately filled their faces.
Wang Zhan, a newly ascended Saint, had issued a challenge to Battle Asura, who had once defeated him. Though unexpected, that was still within the realm of reason.
But this person had actually taken the initiative to step forward and accept her senior brother’s challenge on his behalf.
Some recognized her as the Cyan Rakshasa, who had fought earlier. Her combat power was indeed formidable.
But she was only in the King realm!
No matter how powerful she was, could she really defeat a Saint?
And her opponent was Wang Zhan, who had just broken through, whose momentum was surging, and whose sacred physique had reached perfection!
Wang Zhan’s pupils also contracted slightly.
He studied Ling Xi deeply, sensing the tremendous energy contained within her seemingly delicate body.
“Good!”
Wang Zhan uttered only one word, but it carried a weight as heavy as a mountain.
“Outside the Emperor’s Tomb, I will be waiting for you.”
Behind Xiao Ruobai, Fatty Wang and Mo Yu exchanged a glance when they heard Ling Xi accept the challenge. Their expressions became strange.
They simultaneously recalled Ling Xi’s astonishing display earlier—the terrifying technique with which she had nearly crushed a Saint King to death with a single finger.
When they looked at Wang Zhan again, there was no worry in their eyes. Instead, they revealed a trace of extremely subtle sympathy.
They thought to themselves, “Brother Wang, Brother Wang… You’d better pray for your own safety.”
As the commotion caused by Wang Zhan gradually subsided and everyone’s attention returned to comprehending the stone wall and competing for the Emperor Scripture—
No one noticed that, at the edge of the core region of the Emperor’s Tomb, the space in the shadow of a shattered corridor pillar, where the light was dim, stirred with an almost imperceptible ripple.
A thin, withered old monk draped in a dark golden kasaya, his aura obscure and unfathomable as an ancient well, quietly emerged like a ghost. He was none other than the Western Regions Buddhist elder who had come to investigate Fakong’s death.
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
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!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
