Everything unfolded in the span of a single breath.
The crowd was still reeling from the aftermath of the Golden Crow Ancient Prince being defeated by Wang Zhan, not yet able to pull their wits back from the overwhelming shock.
Hum——!
The heavens above twisted abruptly, and a pitch-black giant hand covering half the sky materialized out of thin air.
No charge-up, no warning, it carried a restrained yet crushing pressure, pressing straight down with full force toward the human and demon prodigies in the mortal world.
The moment that power spread out, it instantly froze everyone's thoughts. Their limbs were locked down by the oppressive might, so much so that they could not even blink, let alone think or flee.
There was no time to scream, no time to resist, not even time to feel fear — all of this happened in a split second.
All the prodigies could see was that sky-shrouding giant hand growing larger and larger, they could only watch death descend, and in the next moment they would be ground to flying ash!
Caw——!!
A sharp, piercing emperor-level cry shook the heavens and the earth. The very instant the giant hand appeared, Little Black, who had been perched on Xiao Ruobai's shoulder, suddenly swelled in size.
It transformed into a sky-obscuring Golden-Winged Roc, its peak emperor might sweeping across the entire realm like a tsunami.
Its wings flapped violently, sending out an extremely dazzling golden stream of light that tore through the air, carrying the power of splitting open the primordial chaos as it slashed toward the giant hand.
At the same moment, Ling Xi, relying on her extreme vigilance and instinctive premonition of crisis, instantly spurted out a drop of essence blood from between her eyebrows.
The aura around her roiled, and the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, the Devouring Demon Jar, swiftly manifested, swelling to several zhangs tall, with dense emperor might lingering around its jar mouth.
It firmly shielded Xiao Ruobai and the others within its protection.
Boom!!
The golden stream of light and the pitch-black giant hand collided with a thunderous crash. The giant hand paused abruptly, the laws on its surface trembling violently, before it shattered completely under the impact of the emperor might.
Yet the destructive force bursting from the collision swept across the Southern Region like an apocalyptic tide.
The earth collapsed into a giant pit tens of thousands of li wide, and magma from the earth's veins gushed forth.
The cities surrounding the martial arena were instantly wiped out, countless cultivators and prodigies who had no time to be protected were directly ground into blood mist by the aftershock, their bones and ashes vanishing without a trace.
Even Saint realm experts could not escape, and the screams intertwined with the sounds of collapse to form a living hell on earth.
Little Black flapped its wings and hovered in the sky. Emperor might rippled across the Golden-Winged Roc's body, as it forcibly steadied the tottering heaven and earth of the Southern Region, and the collapsing land and disordered laws finally calmed down slightly.
The moment the giant hand dissipated, two black-robed figures tore through the air from the direction of the Bronze Ancient City. Their qi and blood were somewhat withered, but their majestic aura showed no sign of diminishing, and they pounced straight toward Little Black.
The moves they unleashed were killing strokes, their law power heading straight for Little Black's vital points.
It was not until this moment that the crowd broke free from their frozen thoughts. Their heads buzzed, their faces full of shock and bewilderment, and they instinctively roared.
"What just happened?!"
But there was no luxury of catching their breath after the shock, as another anomaly occurred in the sky above.
Two more pitch-black giant hands manifested at the same time, their targets precisely locked on Xiao Ruobai and the others protected by the Devouring Demon Jar, as well as the surrounding prodigies, as they grabbed down ferociously.
Little Black's eyes turned cold. The Golden-Winged Roc opened its mouth and spat out an invisible sound wave, the emperor-level sound wave sweeping across the sky and instantly shattering the two giant hands.
If Little Black had not used its emperor might to anchor the entire world, the aftershock from the collision alone would have overturned the Southern Region, turning every cultivator here into dust in an instant.
However, before Little Black could catch its breath, two more black-robed figures came speeding over, joining the battle to encircle Little Black along with the previous two.
The auras of the four intertwined, locking down Little Black's movements, making it clear that they intended to hold this Great Emperor back.
Even more fatally, two more black-robed figures tore through the air. One of them condensed laws all around its body, pouncing straight toward Xiao Ruobai and the others.
The other, carrying a sluggish emperor-level divine light, ferociously charged toward the remaining human prodigies outside the Devouring Demon Jar.
Lives hung by a thread, the great catastrophe was overwhelming, and the Southern Region had completely fallen into a desperate situation!
"Look out!"
The Second Patriarch of the Qingxuan Sect roared loudly, transforming into a streak of cyan light that tore through the void, carrying the power of an emperor weapon capable of shaking the sun and moon, and arriving in the blink of an eye.
His hair and beard flew wildly, his eyes were crimson red like blood, and a battle spear in his hand burst with a piercing, sky-splitting killing aura — the emperor weapon, Sky-Sundering Spear!
He did not even glance at the rest of the battlefield, his eyes fixed only on that reaper-like figure pouncing toward Xiao Ruobai and the others.
Before his body arrived, his spear strike was already unleashed!
A cyan spear glow that tore through eternity ignored distance, slashing fiercely toward that Supreme being charging at Xiao Ruobai.
"Caw——!!!"
Almost the very moment the Second Patriarch made his move, Little Black, who was being tightly entangled by four Supremes, let out an earth-shaking cry that was filled with utter fury, as if it had come from the primeval ancient times.
The restrained emperor might around its body completely erupted into rage.
It was no longer the suppressing power that anchored mountains and rivers, but had turned into a destructive storm that burned through all the heavens.
The Golden-Winged Roc's true body shone with boundless light, every single feather on it transforming into an emperor sword capable of slicing through laws.
"Boom——!!!"
The four Supremes besieging it were struck as if by an invisible primeval divine mountain with hundreds of millions of jun of force.
Their defensive laws and body-protecting divine light instantly shattered.
The four of them grunted in unison, spitting out dark golden blood carrying decaying dao rules.
Their bodies flew backward like meteors, shattering layers of space, their auras visibly dwindling by a large margin.
When a Great Emperor flies into a rage, corpses pile up by the millions — even a Supreme, if they clash head-on with that sharp edge, will be severely wounded.
Just then, the Demon Emperor Yuan Tiangang also reacted.
"Demon Emperor Bell, protect my clansmen!"
A roar carrying resolve and hoarseness exploded loudly.
His eyes were bloodshot, he burned his royal dao qi and blood, and recklessly activated his ancestral Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon.
"Clang——!!!"
A simple, unadorned bronze small bell flew out from between his eyebrows. It grew rapidly as soon as it left his body, instantly swelling to the size of a mountain.
The bell vibrated, emitting a grand sound wave that suppressed all of eternity and the primordial wilderness. The rolling emperor might transformed into a thick cyan light curtain, shielding everyone around it.
Almost at the same time —
"Void Realm, suppress!"
"Star River Diagram, defend!"
Two extremely anxious roars came out almost in unison. They were the two great powers from the Daozang Academy and the ancient desolate Jiang Clan.
They had brought emperor weapons with them on this trip, just in case.
The two streams of Extreme Dao emperor might erupted without reservation, instantly merging with the cyan light curtain of the Demon Emperor Bell to shield everyone.
At this moment, no one was stopping to wonder "what happened", and there was no time left for shock or fear.
The instinct to survive overrode everything else.
The only thought left in everyone's mind was one.
Hold on.
Survive this wave of Supreme assassinations.
However, at this critical juncture, that Supreme who was about to pounce and kill the remaining prodigies suddenly sensed the terrifying emperor might bursting out from Little Black behind him.
Without the slightest hesitation, he abandoned his target right before his eyes, and abruptly turned back.
He transformed into an indestructible law shackle, using his own body as a prison to tightly wrap around Little Black, who had just finished its burst and was charging toward Xiao Ruobai and the others.
He was buying his companion that fatal split second to eliminate Battle Asura and the rest.
"They are destined to die!"
The Supreme who had turned back would rather give up the target right within his reach, he was willing to pay any price to help his companion erase Battle Asura and the others.
It was only because Battle Asura and the others had displayed far too much potential and threat.
Seeing that Supreme turn back, the people protected by the emperor weapons had narrowly escaped death, but before they could even catch their breath, their gazes were all fixed firmly on Xiao Ruobai and his group.
Facing a Supreme's reckless, cost-no-assassination, could they survive?
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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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?”
