Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu did not act immediately, but waited for them to venture deeper.
As the Great Yan Dynasty's group stepped into the middle section of the valley, they suddenly saw a figure slowly walking out in front of them.
Xiao Ruobai grasped the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, its tip dragging against the valley's rocks, sparking with fine embers.
His face was cold and stern, dark gold battle tattoos faintly visible around his body, like a dormant fierce beast brewing a fatal strike.
"Hmm?"
The leading Third Prince of Great Yan paused his steps. The hem of his brocade robe swept over the spirit herbs at his feet, a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes.
"Where did this rogue cultivator come from, daring to block this prince's path? If you know what's good for you, roll away immediately, lest this prince takes action and claims your worthless life."
Behind him, four Cave Heaven Realm elders also cast sidelong glances, their eyes carrying their habitual arrogance as they swept over Xiao Ruobai.
In their eyes, this was merely an ignorant rogue cultivator who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Perhaps he wanted to feign an incident to beg for some spirit herbs, someone they could easily dismiss with a wave of a hand.
Xiao Ruobai slowly raised his head. His falling hair was lifted by his battle qi, revealing a pair of eyes burning with scarlet killing intent.
That gaze swept past the brocade robes of the royal descendants, past the "Yan" totems on the elders' chests, like a blade tempered in ice, scraping against everyone's skin until it tightened.
The hand gripping his halberd shaft tightened slightly. The imperial patterns on the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd suddenly lit up, its pale gold halo diffusing in the spiritual mist, actually suppressing the surrounding spiritual energy until it became somewhat stagnant.
"You are exactly who I have been waiting for."
His voice was not loud, but it pierced into their hearts like an extreme cold ice awl. The Third Prince subconsciously shivered.
"Hmph, you are courting death."
A Purple Mansion Realm cultivator at the front of the Great Yan Dynasty's group charged toward Xiao Ruobai, wanting to swiftly end the life of the person before him.
Seeing this person actually take the initiative to attack him, Xiao Ruobai stomped heavily on the ground. Dark gold battle qi surged along the halberd's tip. He shot toward the opponent like an arrow released from its bowstring, so fast that he only left behind an afterimage.
That Purple Mansion Realm expert grinned malevolently and threw a punch, his spiritual energy condensing into a pale red fist light, wanting to blast away this ignorant brat.
But the moment the fist light touched the battle aura of the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, it melted instantly like ice and snow meeting a raging fire.
In the next second, the halberd tip had pierced through his chest, and the dark gold battle qi explosively detonated within his body.
Flesh, bones, and spiritual energy shattered in the intense light. Before he could even let out a scream, he was reduced to a mist of blood filling the sky, splattering and dyeing the surrounding spirit herbs a dark red.
Xiao Ruobai raised a hand to wipe away the blood beads splattered on his cheek, the killing intent in his eyes growing even denser. The Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd pointed diagonally at the ground, the blood dripping from the tip hitting the bluestone slabs with a steady ticking sound, as if counting down to the annihilation of the Great Yan Dynasty.
"Who exactly are you?!"
The Third Prince's face was as pale as paper. Stumbling back half a step, he misstepped and almost fell to the ground.
"The one who will kill you."
"Kill him!"
The Third Prince screamed as he retreated, hiding behind the elders. "He is only one person! Let us join forces and kill him!"
A Cave Heaven Realm elder took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the fear in his heart, his spiritual energy condensing into a shield in his palm.
"Brat, this is a secret realm, everyone's cultivation base is suppressed to the Purple Mansion Realm! Even if your talent is monstrous, you might not win against the four of us! If you know what's good for you, retreat, otherwise..."
"Kill!!!"
Xiao Ruobai spat out only one word, and his figure moved again.
This time, he charged straight at the elder who had just spoken. The Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd carved out a circular arc, a ten-foot-long battle aura cleaving out like a crescent moon, carrying a sharp whistle that tore through the air.
The elder hastily raised his shield to block, but the moment the shield touched the battle aura, it was instantly cleaved in half. The battle aura continued with unabated momentum, smashing ruthlessly into the elder's chest.
The crisp sound of shattering bones echoed clearly. The elder sprayed out a large mouthful of blood, flying backward to crash into the rock wall. By the time he slid to the ground, he had only half a breath left.
Xiao Ruobai slowly stepped forward and planted a foot on the elder's chest. Dark gold battle qi surged through the sole of his foot, thoroughly crushing the elder's remaining spiritual energy.
"Too weak."
He looked down at the elder, his tone full of mockery.
"I only used three-tenths of my strength at the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, and you couldn't even take it. Are these the experts of the Great Yan Dynasty?"
As his words fell, he raised the tip of his halberd and viciously stabbed it into the center of the elder's brow. Blood splattered, and the elder completely lost his breath.
The remaining three Cave Heaven Realm elders and the dozen or so royal descendants were already frightened out of their wits.
Looking at Xiao Ruobai's grim reaper-like figure, they retreated continuously, their backs hitting the cold rock wall, almost losing even the strength to flee.
"Go! Hurry and take the prince away!"
An elder reacted, violently grabbing the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince beside him, turning and running toward the outside of the valley. Pushing his spiritual energy to the absolute limit, he only wanted to escape this nightmare-like place as quickly as possible.
But after taking only two steps, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind, accompanied by the soft ring of a sword being drawn from its sheath.
"Go back!"
Fang Hanyu had appeared behind them at some unknown time. The Taichu Sword pointed diagonally at the ground, chaotic sword qi wandering along its blade. As his gaze swept over the two elders, it held not a shred of warmth.
Before his words even faded, Fang Hanyu flicked his wrist. The Taichu Sword drew a stream of light, slashing toward the several Cave Heaven Realm elders.
The few men only felt a massive force hit them, their bodies flying backward uncontrollably. The Third and Fourth Princes in their hands also crashed to the ground, screaming continuously in pain.
Xiao Ruobai carrying the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, and Fang Hanyu gripping the Taichu Sword, stood facing each other, trapping the Great Yan Dynasty's group between them.
Step by step, they walked toward the trembling members of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Spiritual mist swirled around them, dark gold battle qi and azure-gold sword qi intertwining to form a suffocating aura.
Only the trembling sounds of the Third Prince and the others remained in the valley, along with the echoes of the two men's footsteps falling on the bluestone slabs.
That sound, like a death knell, struck at everyone's heart, announcing that this blood debt's revenge had only just begun.
"Who exactly are you people?!"
Among the remaining Cave Heaven Realm elders, the slightly hunched Yan Xuli spoke with a trembling voice, the hand gripping his weapon shaking incessantly.
Looking at the unyielding killing intent in the depths of Xiao Ruobai's eyes, he only felt that beneath this dark, rough, and unfamiliar face hid a coercion that made his soul shudder.
Xiao Ruobai stopped his steps. The tip of the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd tapped lightly on the ground. The moment sparks flew, he stared at Yan Xuli, his voice as cold as ice.
"Yan Xuli, I remember you."
"How do you know my name?!"
Yan Xuli's entire body stiffened, his pupils violently shrinking as he subconsciously took a half-step back.
He carefully scrutinized Xiao Ruobai's face. The rough skin and square jaw clearly belonged to a rogue cultivator he had never seen before. Yet, the tone in which the other party called out his name sounded like he was reciting the name of a foe etched into his very bones.
"Back when you hunted down my father and me, the face, name, and even the sword posture of every single one of you were carved into my heart. I remembered them day and night, just waiting for today's reckoning."
"You are Xiao Zhan's son? Xiao Ruobai?!"
Yan Xuli looked as though he had been struck by lightning. He staggered backward, bumping into the royal descendants behind him.
He looked at Xiao Ruobai's face and then shook his head violently, his tone carrying an unbelievable madness.
"Impossible! Back then, Xiao Zhan's son was clearly only a teenager, how could he possess such a cultivation base? Furthermore, your appearance..."
"You have too many questions. Go down and ask the King of Hell."
Before the sound of his voice could even fade, Xiao Ruobai's figure darted forward like a phantom.
Yan Xuli hastily swung his weapon to defend himself, but under the radiant strike of the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, his defense was as fragile as a piece of paper, shattering into fine powder with a sharp crack.
The tip of the halberd pierced straight through Yan Xuli's heart, and dark gold battle aura exploded within his body. The old man did not even have the chance to let out a scream before he was reduced to a mist of blood that rained down upon the trembling royal disciples behind him.
"Mercy! Young Master Xiao, have mercy!"
The remaining Cave Heaven Realm elders and the dozen or so royal disciples completely broke down. They dropped to their knees, kowtowing and begging for their lives. Even as their foreheads struck the bluestone slabs and began to bleed, they dared not stop.
Xiao Ruobai stood wielding the bloodstained Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd. His gaze swept over those kneeling at his feet, his eyes completely devoid of pity.
"Every inch of the Great Yan Dynasty's soil is soaked with the blood of my Xiao family. Today, not a single one of you will leave alive!"
The moment his halberd's radiance descended, Fang Hanyu also made his move.
The Absolute Beginning Sword carved out a cyan-gold arc in the air, and chaotic sword qi surged outward like a tidal wave, completely enveloping the royal disciples who were attempting to flee.
Screams and desperate pleas for mercy echoed endlessly throughout the valley, but they were quickly drowned out by the deafening roar of the surging battle aura and sword qi.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
