“Five young friends, you are truly peerless talents, rarely seen throughout history! I am Xuanji, the dean of Dao Repository Academy.
I have already prepared the finest cultivation chambers in the academy for you all. They are perfect for consolidating your realms and comprehending the profundities of the Sacred Dao. Please, follow this old man.”
“We are grateful for your trouble, Dean. Thank you, seniors.”
Xiao Ruobai stepped forward and cupped his hands in salute, his bearing calm and composed.
His gaze swept candidly over the few young prodigies behind Perfected Xuanji. He gave them a slight nod, counting it as a greeting.
The others also nodded lightly in response.
“Good!”
Perfected Xuanji nodded with a smile and waved his broad sleeve. A resplendent cloud appeared out of thin air and lifted all five of them into the air.
“Everyone, let us enter the academy!”
The instant that streak of light crossed the sky, Mo Yu’s gaze pierced through the crowd and landed on Wang Zhan at the center of the plaza. A flash of battle intent flickered in his eyes.
Almost at the same moment, Wang Zhan seemed to sense it. He abruptly turned his head, and two sharp, lightning-like gazes collided across the distance.
Wang Zhan was startled at first. Then, the corners of his mouth curled into a wild and exhilarated smile.
Their gazes met and parted in an instant, yet it was as if invisible sparks had exploded in the air.
I’ll be waiting for you at the academy in three days. I look forward to our battle!
Dao Origin Mountain once more fell silent. Only the faint remnants of sacred might and the lingering Dao rhythm of the heavens and earth remained, recounting the legend that had shaken the ages.
It was only now that the many prodigies beneath the mountain recovered from the sight of the world-destroying heavenly tribulation.
The crowd did not disperse immediately. Their gazes remained feverishly fixed on those figures gradually receding into the distance.
Jiang Ruofeng’s eyes slowly swept over Ling Xi, Xiao Ruobai, and Fang Hanyu before finally pausing on Wang Zhan. By then, he had already made up his mind.
“Once I enter the academy, I must first fight Wang Zhan and see exactly how large the gap between us is.”
They had both come from the Eastern Region and had once been equally renowned, standing shoulder to shoulder. Now, however, he had been left far behind.
The thought pricked faintly at his heart before transforming into an even calmer and more chilling fighting spirit.
His state of mind was precisely a reflection of countless prodigies beneath Dao Origin Mountain at that moment.
Some felt that their path of cultivation had grown dim and distant. With spirits broken, they silently turned and left, their retreating figures stretching long beneath the vast evening sun.
To live in the same era and stand alongside such peerless figures was an immense pressure, one that allowed them to look down upon their peers. Yet it was also an unparalleled opportunity to temper themselves.
However, the eyes of even more young prodigies burned with flames they had never possessed before.
It was fighting spirit that had been thoroughly ignited—and hope for the road ahead, finally made clear after the initial shock.
At that moment, everyone looked forward to the academy’s entrance ceremony three days later more eagerly than ever before.
At that moment, the figures of Gu Changge and Xing Tian'ao quietly appeared within the inner side of the Xuanhuang Great World’s thick, crystalline world barrier, which flowed with chaotic radiance.
Standing there, Xing Tian'ao could faintly sense, even through the sturdy world barrier, an oppressive feeling from the void outside that made his heart tremble.
Gu Changge’s gaze, meanwhile, had already pierced through the barrier, clearly revealing the scene beyond.
The black-robed man on the left, with his sinister features, was Zhao Gang. The man on the right had an aura restrained deep within him, while faint flame Dao patterns circulated around his body. He was Sun Yan.
The divine senses of the two men spread out like an invisible net, repeatedly sweeping across that stretch of void. Their brows were slightly furrowed, clearly indicating that they had been searching for some time.
The Myriad Illusions Mirage Formation Gu Changge had laid down was exquisite beyond compare. It had disguised the Bronze Immortal Hall perfectly, even imitating the Dao rhythm of its operation as it drew in the world’s source energy with uncanny precision.
However, although the formation could imitate its appearance, it could not create genuine source energy out of nothing.
Under the careful perception of the two True Immortals, a flaw had ultimately been exposed.
“Something’s wrong!”
Zhao Gang’s brows knitted tightly, and his expression darkened.
“The Immortal Hall is intact, and the formation is still operating, but the core source energy is empty!”
The discovery caused both of their hearts to sink.
“Xuanyi has disappeared, and the source energy has been severed, yet he left behind a phantom formation to conceal the truth…”
A sharp glint flashed through Zhao Gang’s eyes.
“Did that bastard steal from under our noses, set up a formation to stall for time, and then run away?”
“Not necessarily.” Sun Yan slowly shook his head, his expression grave.
“Xuanyi may be greedy, but with his cultivation and courage, he does not have the nerve to swallow the source energy of the three realms supplied to the Immortal Domain, much less betray us and flee.
“You and I both know the methods of the Hall Master. This matter is probably far more serious than it appears.”
His sharp gaze swept across the surrounding void, as though searching for an enemy in hiding.
“The Immortal Hall is intact, and the illusion created by the formation is still being maintained. This does not look like a hasty escape. Rather, it resembles a deliberate arrangement meant to cover something up.
“Perhaps another force has become involved?
“For example, people from the Netherworld Ruins or the Ancient Gods’ Mausoleum, both of whom have long been at odds with us. Perhaps they happened to discover this node, secretly killed Xuanyi, and set up this formation in an attempt to deceive us while secretly stealing the source energy—or even plotting something deeper?”
Their divine senses rapidly intertwined as they exchanged their thoughts.
On the inner side of the world barrier, Gu Changge took in every word and expression of the two men.
At that moment, a faint golden light flashed through his eyes, and his Heaven-Piercing Eyes of Truth quietly activated.
In an instant, the protective immortal radiance and concealment techniques masking the auras of the two True Immortals outside became utterly transparent to him.
Name: Zhao Gang.
Affiliation: Fortune-Bearing Immortal Hall.
Cultivation: Ninth Heaven of the True Immortal Realm.
Name: Sun Yan.
Affiliation: Fortune-Bearing Immortal Domain.
Cultivation: Ninth Heaven of the True Immortal Realm.
Gu Changge withdrew his gaze.
“So they’re merely two Ninth-Heaven True Immortals.”
“What?! Ninth-Heaven True Immortals?!”
Although he had already been mentally prepared, Xing Tian'ao still trembled violently and sucked in a sharp breath when he heard Gu Changge confirm their cultivation with his own ears.
They were truly immortals!
Although Xing Tian'ao did not know how the realms of the Immortal World were divided, the word “immortal” alone was enough to exert tremendous pressure.
These were genuine immortal experts. With a casual gesture, they could stir the power of chaos. Destroying an entire world would likely be no more difficult for them than blowing away dust.
Although the Honored Master was immensely powerful—capable of reversing the decline of heaven and earth and shattering an ancient evil formation with a wave of his hand—could he truly withstand beings at the level of immortals?
Xing Tian'ao’s fingers slowly clenched as countless thoughts swept through his mind.
He had personally experienced the dominance of immortal laws. That power, which transcended this world, seemed to possess an innate pressure capable of crushing all mortals.
The Honored Master’s strength was unfathomable, but the gulf between immortals and Emperors was a difference inscribed into the laws of heaven and earth. It was by no means something that could be bridged simply by accumulating more power.
Could it be that Xuanhuang, having only just regained its vitality, was about to face another catastrophe?
Would those rejuvenated spiritual veins, those cultivators who had finally glimpsed hope, and those young prodigies who had yet to mature all once again become nourishment for the Immortal World?
No!
A powerful sense of unwillingness surged into his heart, overwhelming the worry within him.
Xing Tian'ao had spent thousands of years lying low and endured countless brushes with death before finally achieving rebirth and becoming an Emperor. He had not done so merely to watch Xuanhuang sink into the abyss once more!
The Honored Master had saved his life, helped him attain the Dao, and entrusted him with the responsibility of protecting this world.
The myriad beings of Xuanhuang have endured untold suffering through the ages, and at last, they have awaited their chance to rise again. They absolutely cannot be snuffed out now!
So what if they are Immortals? So what if their level of life utterly overwhelms ours?
There is no way back from what happened today. We can only fight to the death and protect that single glimmer of hope for Xuanhuang’s survival!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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."
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.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
