The Ancient Imperial Prince’s robes stirred in the demonic aura despite the lack of wind. His cold, golden eyes swept over them with the amused detachment of a cat toying with a mouse.
Behind him, the three figures that had remained shrouded in mist grew increasingly obscure and unfathomable in presence.
All four of them were formidable enemies!
In fact, the threat posed by the three mist-shrouded figures was in no way inferior to that of the Ancient Imperial Prince!
The contemporary demon race could not afford to lose a single one of the four remaining bouts!
They had to win them all!
Only then could they turn the overall score around to six wins against four and narrowly win this war that had the fate of their entire race at stake!
But on the other side stood four unfathomable opponents.
Could Cang You fight for a victory?
Any mistake, any single defeat, would lead to utter ruin!
Cold despair, mingled with the madness of a final stand, coiled around Yuan Tiangang’s heart like icy vines, nearly suffocating him.
The demon elders behind him looked even more ashen. The last glimmer in their eyes was rapidly fading.
The entire camp of the contemporary demon race was utterly silent.
The cheers and fervor brought by Mo Yu and Xiao Pang had long since been scoured away by the merciless reality.
All that remained was a heavy, suffocating pressure permeating every inch of the air.
Countless spectators whispered among themselves, shaking their heads and sighing.
The situation seemed clear enough. The Ancient Demon Court’s foundation and depth of powerful experts were evidently superior.
The contemporary demon race had reached the brink of despair.
“Seventh bout!”
The Great Sage of the Demon Court’s voice shattered the suffocating silence.
“Ancient Demon Court, send forth your next challenger.”
The pressure descended with a thunderous crash.
Within the Ancient Demon Court’s camp, the three mist-shrouded figures stirred.
One of them slowly stepped forward. The mist followed in its wake, concealing its form and features, while an obscure and unfathomable pressure spread through the air.
Everywhere it passed, even the restrictions surrounding the arena began to hum faintly. Compared with Hanchuan at the peak of the Saint Realm, this figure possessed an even more mysterious and unfathomable aura.
Yuan Tiangang’s heart sank. As expected, the mysterious figure had made the first move!
This figure’s aura was actually even more unsettling than the Ancient Imperial Prince’s. The contemporary demon race’s predicament had deepened yet again.
At that moment, Xiao Ruobai turned his head toward Fang Hanyu beside him. His white robes billowed, and his calm voice carried absolute trust.
“Are you confident?”
The sword qi around Fang Hanyu suddenly drew together. He uttered only two words, each one striking with resounding force:
“Don’t worry!”
The seventh bout began.
“Whoosh!”
A razor-sharp streak of sword light flashed, and Fang Hanyu was already standing firmly at the center of the arena like an immovable pillar holding up the sea.
His white robes were whiter than snow, and his gaze was so calm that it did not ripple in the slightest.
He did not even look at the spreading mist. Instead, as though addressing empty air, he spoke in a clear yet utterly indifferent tone:
“Surrender as soon as possible. Don’t waste my time.”
The moment those words were spoken, all sound vanished.
The mist-shrouded figure abruptly froze, and the fog around him churned violently, as though he could not believe his ears.
A young voice, filled with astonishment and fury, pierced through the mist:
“What?! You’re telling me to surrender? That… that’s my line!”
The absurd retort was laced with the bewilderment of someone whose script had just been stolen. It then transformed into a surging sense of humiliation.
The mist exploded outward, revealing part of a young face covered in ancient demonic markings.
His eyes blazed with fury as he glared fixedly at Fang Hanyu.
“Human! How dare you be so arrogant?! Who gave you the courage?!”
Not only did the Ancient Demon Court erupt in commotion—even the human cultivators’ viewing area broke into a restrained uproar.
“Sword in White, isn’t he being a little too presumptuous?”
“That aura is clearly more terrifying than that of any of the prodigies who fought before. How dare he…”
“Where does his confidence come from? Could he already be certain of victory?”
Qin Wuye, Lu Chenzhou, and the other top prodigies also furrowed their brows slightly, their gazes locked onto the arena in deep scrutiny.
They knew that Sword in White was powerful, but the opponent before him felt entirely different. It was a pressure born from a higher level of life and an ancient bloodline.
The Ancient Demon Court’s camp erupted in mocking laughter.
“Hahaha! Has this human been scared witless?”
“Prince Bai Hao, tear him apart! Show him the consequences of scorning our Demon Court’s imperial bloodline!”
“What an ignorant insect!”
The ancient demon prodigy known as Bai Hao laughed in his fury.
“Good! Very good! I was going to play with you for a while, but since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish!”
Before his voice had even faded, his figure moved.
A residual image remained where he had stood, while his true body appeared like a ghost beside Fang Hanyu, one claw thrusting forward.
Sacred white light, containing both purification and destruction, coiled around the claw tips as they shot straight toward Fang Hanyu’s throat!
His speed was far beyond that of any prodigy who had fought before!
Yet, in the face of this ferocious attack, Fang Hanyu did not even turn around.
Without drawing his sword, he casually swept it behind him.
“Shhk!”
A fine strand of gray sword qi appeared out of thin air, as though capable of cleaving chaos itself. It soundlessly met the tiger claw.
“Pfft!”
With a soft sound, Bai Hao was horrified to discover that his previously invincible tiger claw, infused with the laws of sacred light, had been effortlessly sliced open by that seemingly unremarkable strand of gray sword qi.
Pale golden imperial blood instantly spilled forth!
“What?!”
Bai Hao hastily withdrew his claw and retreated. As he stared at his flowing imperial blood, the contempt and fury in his eyes were replaced by utter shock.
“Your sword qi can actually injure my imperial body?!”
The flesh wound healed in the blink of an eye, but what it represented left him shaken.
His opponent was not merely arrogant. There was something strange about him!
“You’ve truly angered me!”
Bai Hao let out a thunderous tiger roar, and the mist around him exploded completely.
Boom!
A terrifying aura, radiant as the sun and majestic beyond measure, surged into the heavens!
Brilliant sacred light enveloped him. Behind him, it condensed into the image of a colossal Sacred Radiant Tiger Emperor, its entire body pure white and a king-mark emblazoned on its brow.
Imperial might solidified into something almost tangible!
“The Sacred Radiant Tiger Emperor’s Aspect! He’s an Ancient Imperial Prince! Another true son of an Ancient Emperor!”
“My heavens! The Ancient Demon Court actually had another son of an Ancient Emperor sealed away!”
“It’s over! Sons of Ancient Emperors are invincible among their peers! How can anyone fight him?!”
The entire arena erupted!
The bloodline, inheritances, and comprehension of the Great Dao possessed by a Son of an Ancient Emperor were worlds apart from those of an ordinary prodigy!
The glimmer of hope that had just risen in Yuan Tiangang’s heart was instantly extinguished. His face turned as pale as paper.
An Ancient Imperial Prince! He was actually another Ancient Imperial Prince!
Sword in White, he…
Bathed in sacred light, Bai Hao resembled a god as he looked down coldly at Fang Hanyu.
“Insect, forcing me to reveal my true form is something you may be proud of. Now, kneel and beg for mercy, and offer up your sword heart. I may yet leave your corpse intact!”
Facing imperial might powerful enough to crush the mind of any Saint Realm cultivator, Fang Hanyu remained expressionless.
He raised his head and looked at the Sacred Radiant Tiger Emperor’s Aspect. His gaze was terrifyingly calm, though an imperceptible ripple stirred within his heart.
“So you’re the son of the Sacred Radiant Tiger Emperor?”
He mused inwardly, his thoughts carrying an indifference no one else could understand.
“Forget merely being the Tiger Emperor’s son. Even if your father, the Sacred Radiant Tiger Emperor, projected his complete Great Dao, I’ve knocked that projection flying countless times inside the Heaven’s Chosen Tower.”
He cultivated the Chaos Sword Art and forged the Chaos Sword Physique.
No matter how overwhelming your imperial bloodline or how radiant your holy light, before Chaos, you are nothing more than dust that happens to shine a little brighter.
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."
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!
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
