“I am Su Fentian.”
Everyone turned toward the voice and saw a young man in a fitted outfit patterned with crimson-gold designs slowly step forward.
He had a handsome face and a tall, straight build. Though no flames rose from his body, crimson-gold patterns seemed to flicker beneath his skin, as if molten lava were flowing through his veins.
His aura was as taut and concentrated as a volcano on the verge of eruption. He was clearly at the peak of the King Realm as well!
“I have long heard of the reputation of the Myriad Talisman Dao Body—how it evolves myriad techniques and shattered the chaos on the Heavenly Stairway.”
Su Fentian’s gaze was as sharp as a torch, firmly fixed on Fatty Wang, who was still hunkered down over a spirit fruit.
“I, Su, am unworthy, but I possess the Flame God Saint Body. I would like to use the power of this burning heaven and boiling sea to seek guidance from Junior Brother Wang on the mysteries of the Talisman Dao and test my own path. I hope Junior Brother will not hesitate to enlighten me!”
The moment his words fell, a low commotion swept through the arena.
“It’s Senior Brother Su Fentian!”
“The Flame God Saint Body! He once fought a Saint while only at the late King Realm and emerged undefeated!”
“He’s actually challenging Fatty Wang? This is going to be a clash between two dragons and tigers!”
The native prodigies of Dao Repository Academy all revealed excited expressions.
Su Fentian was one of the academy’s foremost talents, cultivated with all its resources. His Flame God Saint Body was tyrannical beyond compare, specializing in breaking through obstacles head-on. His combat prowess was extraordinarily powerful.
By stepping forward now, he clearly intended to gauge the true depth of this prodigy who had reached the summit.
Caught off guard by the sudden challenge, Fatty Wang choked for a moment. He finally swallowed the fruit pulp in his mouth.
His chubby face was filled with the reluctance of someone thinking, “Why has trouble come looking for me?” He waved his pudgy hands.
“No, no, no! Senior Brother Su, you’ve got the wrong guy! I’m just here to make up the numbers. I only tag along with my senior brothers and sisters. There’s no way I can fight someone as powerful as you!”
Su Fentian remained unmoved. He took a step forward, and the air around him warped slightly from the heat. His tone grew even more resolute.
“Junior Brother Wang is too modest. On the Heavenly Stairway, myriad talismans converged as one, and you withstood the pressure of chaos itself. Such a display could hardly be called ordinary.
“I, Su, did not come here for empty fame. I have come because my heart yearns for the Dao. I wish to test myriad techniques against the fire that burns the heavens! I challenge you!”
The final two words were delivered with absolute decisiveness. Crimson-gold light flashed around his body and vanished.
A searing, pure battle intent shot into the heavens, displaying his unyielding resolve.
The gazes around them grew even more fervent. Even Wang Zhan watched with curiosity.
Everyone wanted to know just how much real ability this seemingly lazy, chubby fellow truly possessed.
Seeing that he could no longer refuse, Fatty Wang sighed bitterly. He rose slowly to his feet and patted his belly.
“Fine, fine, Senior Brother Su. But let’s agree beforehand—this is only a friendly exchange. This flesh of mine can’t exactly withstand being roasted.”
The two entered the arena and took their positions.
“Forgive me!”
Su Fentian shouted in a low voice. Crimson flames erupted around him as he threw a punch!
The flames condensed into a giant fist, carrying a temperature hot enough to melt metal and iron. It shot straight toward Fatty Wang’s face.
This was the most direct burst of power from the Flame God Saint Body—fierce, forceful, and incredibly fast!
“Ow!”
Fatty Wang appeared to retreat clumsily with a backward hop, yet his hands moved as swiftly as lightning, tracing patterns through the air before him.
In an instant, seven or eight talismans shimmering with icy power condensed into a crystalline ice shield!
He had formed talismans directly in the void!
The sight caused the hearts of many knowledgeable prodigies at the edge of the arena to tighten abruptly.
Talisman cultivators usually relied on specially crafted talisman paper and spiritual ink to carry their inscriptions and draw upon the power of the heavens and earth.
To cast aside all external aids and directly communicate with the laws of heaven and earth through one’s own spiritual power and divine sense, forming a talisman in the void in an instant—
That required not only an extremely profound understanding of the origin of talisman inscriptions, but also terrifying control over one’s soul and an exceptionally pure spiritual power!
“Boom!”
The flaming giant fist smashed into the ice shield. Ice fragments flew in all directions as white vapor billowed into the air!
The shield trembled violently and cracked, but it successfully blocked the attack.
Extreme heat and extreme cold collided, producing a sharp, sizzling hiss.
“Ice Talismans? Let’s see how many you can form!”
Su Fentian sneered. Both fists lashed out repeatedly, and wave after wave of flaming fist force rained down like a meteor shower!
Fatty Wang’s footwork appeared chaotic, yet he always managed to evade the main force of each attack at the last possible instant. At the same time, his ten fingers danced so quickly that they dazzled the eye.
“Vajra Talisman! Protect me!”
“Thick Earth Talisman! Raise a wall!”
“Gale Talisman! Shift!”
“Flowing Water Talisman! Dissipate the force!”
A wide variety of talismans flowed from his hands as naturally as breathing. Golden light, yellow radiance, azure energy, and blue light flashed without pause.
Some attacks were blocked head-on, some were deflected, and others were redirected or neutralized. Su Fentian’s violent barrage of flames was dissolved one attack at a time!
Although Fatty Wang looked somewhat flustered and the talisman light around him constantly flickered in and out, he never allowed even a spark of flame to touch him.
“What exquisite talisman combinations! They’re all basic talismans, yet he’s using each one at precisely the right moment!”
A disciple well versed in the Talisman Dao cried out in astonishment.
Fatty Wang was like a supreme craftsman, using the most ordinary materials to construct an incredibly efficient defensive fortress.
Su Fentian’s prolonged assault failed to break through, and anger began to burn in his heart. “Let’s see how long you can keep dodging! Dragon of Flame’s Fury!”
Blazing flames soared into the sky around him and transformed into three sinister fire dragons. With thunderous roars, they lunged from different directions to tear Fatty Wang apart!
The fire dragons contained power far beyond that of his earlier fists. Their temperature was so high that even the spectators watching from a distance were sweating profusely.
“This is getting out of hand! This is getting out of hand!”
Fatty Wang let out a strange cry, but his eyes instantly became focused. He brought his hands together sharply, then pulled them apart. Spiritual power surged from within him!
In the blink of an eye, dozens—perhaps even hundreds—of brilliantly golden Severing Talismans appeared densely around his body, humming with power!
“Go!”
Fatty Wang pointed forward!
The hundreds of Severing Talismans instantly transformed into a golden meteor shower, striking the three fire dragons with pinpoint precision!
“Boom! Boom! Boom—!”
The talismans and fire dragons collided and exploded violently in midair!
Golden light and flames intertwined in a dazzling display as explosions rang out without end. In the end, the fire dragons and talisman rain annihilated each other, bursting into a sky full of specks of light.
“Flaming Meteor Shower!”
Su Fentian seized the opportunity to press his attack. He raised both hands toward the heavens and drew them down, causing countless fireballs to pour down like torrential rain, covering the entire arena!
“Will this ever end?!”
Fatty Wang was finally enraged. He stomped the ground and stopped defending passively.
His hands began drawing talismans at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow!
“Spirit-Gathering Talisman! Absorb!”
“Multiplication Talisman! Stack!”
“Explosive Talisman! Condense!”
Spiritual energy frantically converged before Fatty Wang. Light streamed from his fingertips, almost blending into a single blur.
A complex composite talisman, dazzlingly bright, actually took shape in the span of a few breaths!
It was the Blazing Sun Incinerates Heaven Talisman, formed with a Spirit-Gathering Talisman that crazily absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy as its foundation, a Multiplication Talisman that amplified its power by geometric progression, and an Explosive Talisman at its core!
The instant the talisman was completed, a scorching and violent aura spread through the arena!
“Have a taste of this talisman!”
Fatty Wang’s chubby face tightened as he thrust the formidable talisman forward!
“Boom—!”
A terrifying pillar of flame more than three meters in diameter roared into the sky, colliding head-on with the countless fireballs pouring down from above!
“Rumble—!!!”
In that instant, the impact unleashed a shockwave of unparalleled violence, mingled with chaotic spiritual energy.
A visible ring of air, interwoven with crimson-gold and dark-red light, exploded outward from the point of collision and swept in every direction!
“Not good! Fall back!”
The spectators standing nearby paled and cried out in alarm. They hurriedly raised protective barriers and retreated at full speed.
Even so, many were still thrown backward by the scorching shockwave. Their robes snapped in the wind, their hair curled and singed, and their faces burned with searing pain.
The entire Cloudsea Plateau trembled violently beneath the clash, while the runes etched into the ground flickered in and out.
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."
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.
