The battlefield beyond the heavens of the Southern Domain.
The fighting here was even grander in scale—and more savage—than in the Eastern and Central Domains.
At the heart of the battlefield, Little Black, the Golden-Winged Peng Emperor, and the Great Emperor of Annihilation fought side by side with three dark-gold puppets radiating a chilling Imperial might, locked in a frenzied battle against sixteen ancient Supremes!
The laws of the Great Emperors clashed, shattering chaos. Every blow was powerful enough to annihilate the stars.
The battle seemed fierce, but in truth, Little Black’s side had quietly gained the upper hand.
The three puppets knew no fatigue and feared no pain. With brutal force, they bore the brunt of the attacks head-on.
Under their protection, Little Black and the Great Emperor of Annihilation moved like two razor-sharp blades, darting through the melee in search of a chance to strike a fatal blow.
Not long ago, two Supremes had paid with their lives for their rashness, trying to break through the puppets first!
One had his primordial spirit torn apart by the Golden-Winged Peng Emperor’s claws. The other had been completely consigned to the Ruins by the Great Emperor of Annihilation’s blade.
At the edge of the battlefield, the five Quasi-Emperor Patriarchs of the Azure Mystic Sect, led by Patriarch Xuanyang, each wielded an Imperial weapon and formed a battle array. Their auras flowed together like thunderclouds gathering before a storm.
They had not joined the central battle directly, but the vast pressure of their Imperial weapons hung over the surrounding space like invisible shackles, ready to counter any sudden turn of events—or deliver a fatal strike.
Yet the sixteen ancient Supremes were no easy opponents. Their auras linked together, and though suppressed, they stood firm as bedrock, impossible to defeat quickly. For a time, the battle became a brutal war of attrition.
Then, without warning—
“BOOM!!!”
Two boundless auras crashed into the churning chaos like falling stars!
Xing Tian’ao was drenched in blood, yet his fighting spirit blazed like a furnace!
Xuanyangzi followed close behind, his expression cold and stern.
And behind them stood two more dark-gold puppets, identical to the three already on the battlefield, each radiating the same cold, destructive Imperial might!
Four fresh forces had joined the fight!
For an instant, the entire battlefield fell still.
Golden light blazed in Little Black’s eyes as he threw back his head and laughed. “Just in time!”
The Great Emperor of Annihilation eased his blade and silently spread his Domain of Annihilation. He gave Xuanyangzi and Xing Tian’ao a slight nod.
Across from them, the frenzy and savagery on the ancient Supremes’ faces froze in an instant.
The Solar True Fire burning around the Golden Crow Ancient Emperor dimmed sharply. He stared fixedly at the two newly arrived puppets.
Then his gaze shifted to Xing Tian’ao, wounded but more imposing than ever, before sweeping over his allies, their faces pale...
An icy dread rose uncontrollably from the depths of his Imperial soul.
“The Eastern and Central Domains... have fallen?”
One of the weakened Supremes spoke in a hoarse voice. Only now did he realize, to his horror, that while they had been wholly absorbed in the battle here, the waves of violence from the other two battlefields had gone quiet at some point.
They had fallen silent, leaving nothing but deathly stillness!
The Imperial might had surged and the laws had run wild. They had focused every thought on facing Little Black, the Great Emperor of Annihilation, and those three terrifying puppets, leaving them no strength to precisely sense what was happening on distant battlefields.
They had assumed the fighting there was still raging. They had never imagined those forces could be defeated so swiftly!
“Damn! Five Great Emperor puppets? And three living Great Emperors?!”
Another Supreme’s face darkened.
Three puppets and two living Great Emperors had already left them struggling to hold their ground. Now the enemy’s fighting strength had doubled in an instant!
This was no longer a desperate fight. It was a dead end!
“Run!!!”
Not a moment’s hesitation. They didn’t even need to exchange a glance.
The instant their instinct to survive overpowered everything else, every Supreme made the same choice—the most selfish one of all.
Run! Scatter!
“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!…”
Sixteen dazzling streaks of light erupted like fireworks, each one burning its owner’s lifeblood and even part of their Imperial bodies as they fled for their lives in every direction across the starry sky!
They moved faster and were more resolute than ever before!
“Trying to run? Not on my watch!”
Xing Tian'ao roared and struck first, a massive hand of blood-red energy seizing the two nearest streaks.
“Hmph.” The Great Emperor of Annihilation split his blade-light into multiple strands, sending chains of annihilation after two more.
“Not so fast!”
Little Black spread his golden wings and became a golden line that cleaved through chaos, hurtling straight toward the three streaks with the strongest auras—the Golden Crow, the Thunder Roc, and another.
The five Great Emperor puppets sprang into action as well, locking onto five other Supremes like precision-built killing machines and pouncing without hesitation!
But the Supremes still outnumbered them, and they were willing to stake everything on their escape. One desperate trick after another came into play.
As the others managed to intercept and engage ten of the Supremes, six streaks of light still broke through the first line of pursuit by relying on bizarre movement techniques, burning their origins, or resorting to substitution arts at a terrible cost.
But just as those six streaks were about to vanish—
“Hum!” “Hum!” “Hum!”
Three equally frigid, boundless auras of destruction rose without warning from the chaos off to the side of their escape routes, like an invisible net that had been waiting there all along!
Three more dark-gold Great Emperor puppets stepped out of the void, blocking their way!
They said nothing, yet radiated a power that sealed off every avenue of escape.
These were Xuanyangzi’s hidden reserves, quietly placed in ambush when he first reached the edge of the battlefield!
“What?! There are more?!”
The six Supremes were horrified. Two of them reacted at once, forcibly reversing direction in an attempt to slip through another gap.
Since when had Great Emperor puppets become a dime a dozen?
But three others were stopped dead in their tracks by the ambushing puppets!
They were trapped like turtles in a jar.
Meanwhile, the three streaks that had first broken free took advantage of the chaos and vanished into the depths of chaos without a trace.
At the heart of the battlefield, the thirteen intercepted Supremes wore despairing expressions as they fought like beasts at bay.
At the battlefield’s edge, Xuanyangzi frowned as he watched the two streaks vanish into the distance. “A pity. We still let three fish slip through.”
I should’ve brought a few more puppets, Xuanyangzi sighed inwardly.
Xing Tian'ao punched the Supreme before him back and gave a cold snort. “They got off easy!”
Little Black beat his wings, driving back a Supreme with a blast of wind. A trace of frustration flashed in his golden eyes.
The Great Emperor of Annihilation said nothing, but his blade grew even faster.
Though they had secured an overwhelming advantage, three enemies had still managed to escape. In the end, it was not quite perfect.
Yet at that very moment—
A calm, gentle voice quietly rang out:
“Oh? Who says they escaped?”
The instant the voice sounded, time and space across the roiling battlefield seemed to freeze ever so slightly.
In the next moment, before everyone’s disbelieving eyes—
In the direction where those three fleeing streaks of light had vanished, space rippled softly like the surface of water.
A figure clad in azure robes stepped leisurely forth, as though emerging from a painting.
In his hand, he casually held two figures imprisoned by invisible Dao laws, their radiance dimmed and their auras feeble.
They were none other than the Golden Crow Ancient Emperor and Ancient Emperor Lei Peng, who had earlier burned their origins and employed forbidden escape arts to flee!
Now, they possessed not the slightest trace of an Ancient Emperor’s majesty. They were like two sickly birds whose bones and sinews had been utterly drained away, too weak even to struggle.
Behind him, Little White followed closely, holding another person in his hand—the final escapee, the Supreme of the Godfall Ruins, who was most skilled in concealment.
“Honored Master! You’ve returned?”
“Master! You’re back?”
Almost simultaneously, the Great Emperor of Annihilation and Little Black cried out.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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?"
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?”
