Xing Tian'ao’s heart trembled once more!
Reopen the Emperor’s Tribulation?
Could this senior actually influence the will of Xuanhuang?
“This junior understands! I will not fail to live up to your expectations!”
Gu Changge said no more. He merely gave his sleeve a gentle wave.
In the next instant, Xing Tian'ao found the scenery around him shifting. He appeared in a vast, boundless stretch of desolate starry sky, dotted with countless stars.
This place was within the Xuanhuang Great World, but it lay in an extremely remote location. The secrets of heaven were concealed beneath an invisible Dao resonance.
A strand of Gu Changge’s will spread outward once more.
“Xiao Xuanzi, reopen an Emperor’s Tribulation for him.”
“Don’t make the Emperor’s Tribulation too imposing. It will only invite trouble.”
“Oh, oh, I understand! We’ll keep it quiet and make sure no one finds out!”
The Xuanhuang Will understood at once, a hint of excitement evident in its thoughts.
In the next instant, this stretch of void was sealed by the will of the world, forming a space unto itself.
No matter how violently energy raged within, not the slightest trace would leak out.
Before long, Xing Tian'ao raised his head. He clearly sensed some profound transformation taking place in the void above him.
A grand and majestic will originating from the source of the world had silently locked onto him.
This time, he would welcome his rebirth in the most perfect state possible!
Standing in the desolate starry sky, Xing Tian'ao’s mind was calmer than it had ever been.
In the next moment, the Emperor’s Tribulation descended.
There were no deafening peals of thunder, nor flashes of lightning that illuminated the heavens.
Yet a destructive will far purer and more domineering than before—one that seemed to originate from the very source of the Great Dao—silently enveloped him.
This was no simple tribulation of thunder. It was an inquisition of the laws, the final examination of his path of Nirvana by the origin of the Xuanhuang World!
Xing Tian'ao’s body repeatedly shattered in silence, only to be reborn again and again within the divine flames of Nirvana.
His soul hovered on the brink of annihilation, yet he steadfastly guarded that single indestructible truth.
His Dao fruit was broken apart and reassembled, becoming ever more complete and powerful.
Throughout the entire process, the starry sky outside remained utterly still.
But within this sealed space, the most extreme clash of the Great Dao and elevation of life were unfolding.
At last, the final trial descended.
It no longer took the form of a specific tribulation. Instead, the origin of the myriad Dao laws of the Xuanhuang Great World poured down in a torrent, seeking to scour away and assimilate everything he possessed, merging him into heaven and earth.
Xing Tian'ao felt pressure unlike anything he had ever experienced. It even reminded him of the immortal Dao wound that had erupted at the final moment.
But now, his Dao foundation was perfect, and his Dao heart was clear, leaving no flaws to exploit.
The golden-red divine light of Nirvana surrounding him was no longer dazzling. Instead, it contracted to the utmost limit, transforming into a thin halo that seemed capable of severing itself from the passage of eternity and enveloping his body.
The torrent of the myriad Dao poured down upon this halo, yet it was unable to assimilate him. Instead, like flowing water encountering an utterly smooth boulder, it naturally split and flowed around him.
He was not resisting the myriad Dao. He was simply holding fast to himself within its torrent.
His path of Nirvana was like an indestructible lighthouse amid the flood—self-contained, yet existing in harmony with the myriad Dao.
With his own Dao, he bore witness to the myriad Dao. In the end, he attained the Dao!
No one knew how much time had passed before the torrent of the myriad Dao quietly receded.
The sealed void returned to tranquility.
Xing Tian'ao stood silently in the starry sky, his eyes tightly shut.
Not the slightest astonishing aura radiated from him. In fact, he seemed even more ordinary than before he underwent the tribulation.
But when he slowly opened his eyes, an aura of perfection, vastness, and boundless profundity naturally flowed from him.
This aura no longer needed to be deliberately restrained, for it had already become one with the world around him. He was the manifestation of the Dao within this world.
The Emperor Realm!
In the silent starry sky, Xing Tian'ao had overcome the supreme tribulation and finally reached the Emperor Realm!
At this moment, every inch of the Xuanhuang Great World, every river, and every mountain seemed to sense the birth of a new pressure.
Yet this pressure was not domineering or oppressive. It was a gentle resonance, like a newborn child greeting the world that had nurtured it.
The resonance was simply too faint, and the Xuanhuang Will had deliberately concealed it. Thus, no one noticed.
Not far away, Gu Changge could clearly sense that within the imperial Dao sequence of the Xuanhuang Great World, a brand-new imprint belonging to Nirvana had appeared.
Deep within the restricted zone, several Supreme beings abruptly opened their eyes, their gazes sweeping across the world in uncertainty.
They faintly sensed a fluctuation of imperial Dao, yet they could not identify its source, as though it had merely been an illusion.
Meanwhile, within that desolate stretch of starry sky, Xing Tian'ao slowly raised his hand. A golden Dao fruit floated above his palm. Nirvana runes and the profound mysteries of the myriad Dao intertwined across its surface, radiating the perfect aura of the Emperor Realm.
His eyes slowly opened. His gaze was calm and profound, no longer carrying the loneliness and unwillingness of the past.
“I, Xing Tian'ao, have attained the Dao today. I shall be known as the Nirvana Emperor!”
There was no earth-shaking imperial proclamation. Only a calm whisper of the soul echoed through this sealed starry sky.
The instant his words fell, the imperial might within his body became completely perfect. The halos of law surrounding him slowly contracted and merged entirely into his body.
His aura seemed no different from that of an ordinary cultivator, yet he also appeared to have merged with the entire Xuanhuang Great World. With a single raise of his hand, he could rouse the myriad Dao; with a turn of his palm, he could command life and death.
After several thousand years of pursuit, after repeatedly coming close to death, he had finally realized his wish today—and in a form even more perfect than he had imagined.
Yet there was not the slightest trace of complacency in his heart. Instead, it was filled with a deeper reverence as vast as the sea.
Better than anyone, he understood that if the Honored Master had not intervened, he would have long since perished in body and soul. How could he have attained this rebirth and imperial fruit today?
He slowly turned around, his gaze piercing through the void to once again fall upon the white-robed figure standing with his hands behind his back.
Now that he had ascended to the Emperor Realm, his divine sense and perception of the Great Dao were more than a hundred times stronger than they had been as a Quasi-Emperor.
The myriad Dao of heaven and earth were now clearly visible in his eyes, and the trajectories of the laws could be shifted with a casual gesture.
Yet Gu Changge’s aura remained like an abyss. The higher Xing Tian'ao stood, the more clearly he could sense its terrifying and despairing profundity!
It was not shallow in the slightest. Rather, it was the absolute tranquility born from extreme depth. Every power and law had been restrained to an unfathomable level, without the slightest leakage—and that made it all the more terrifying.
“The Honored Master’s realm… I fear he has long since transcended the Emperor Realm…”
The Nirvana Emperor was shaken to the core. He completely reined in every thought, burying his reverence deep within the innermost depths of his imperial soul.
He cast aside all the pride of one who had attained the Emperor Realm and bowed deeply in Gu Changge’s direction, his soul-voice sincere and resolute.
“Nirvana thanks the Honored Master for granting me a new life!”
“No need for such formalities.”
A calm voice rang directly in the depths of his mind.
Gu Changge’s indifferent gaze swept over him. Yet this seemingly ordinary glance made the Nirvana Emperor feel as though every one of his secrets had been seen through.
The faint ripple in his heart that had arisen from becoming an Emperor instantly subsided.
“Now that you have become an Emperor, remember what you said today and protect Xuanhuang.”
The words were simple, yet carried an undeniable weight.
The Nirvana Emperor’s heart trembled. He respectfully responded, his tone decisive and firm, as though he were swearing an oath before the Great Dao.
“I will engrave the Honored Master’s words in my heart. Nirvana shall never dare forget them for all eternity!”
“Stabilize your realm and comprehend the mysteries of the imperial Dao. This place may serve as your secluded cultivation ground.”
Gu Changge’s voice rang out once more.
“Nirvana respectfully obeys the Honored Master’s decree!”
The Nirvana Emperor replied reverently. He then sat cross-legged in the starry sky and began familiarizing himself with the hard-won power of the Emperor Realm.
Only his awe of that blue-robed figure was forever etched into the depths of his emperor soul, never to be forgotten for all eternity.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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?"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.
