The strength of the Temporal Bone Spirit was pushed to its limit, reaching a maximum combat power of ten billion!
In this state, the Temporal Bone Spirit was terrifyingly formidable, having absorbed a full 0.1% of the core law essence from the secret realm!
Spatio-temporal energy flowed across its semi-transparent bronze skeletal frame, while hourglasses hovered within its deep, hollow eye sockets, each rotation signifying a shift in time.
Its attack methods were equally peculiar—with a mere raise of its hand, it could unleash a temporal reset trap. Once triggered, it would subject different parts of the victim's body to varying temporal flows!
If the target failed to break free immediately, the spirit would then condense two spatial blades, teleport forward in an instant, and strike directly at the challenger's body. Wherever the blades passed, space would collapse, reducing all matter to a two-dimensional plane and transforming it into a vivid, lifelike painting!
"Admittedly annoying, but that’s all it’s got. Take this halberd strike!"
After thoroughly experiencing its abilities, Chen Yi no longer held back his clone’s true strength, revealing it in full!
Early-stage True Immortal, six billion combat power!
Swinging his halberd in a sweeping arc, he paid no heed to temporal distortions or spatial overlaps—the sheer force of his strike annihilated all laws in an instant!
[Attempting to forcibly swap positions... Failed!]
[Dimensional Shield activated... Unable to block!]
[Time Stop invoked to evade damage... Evasion failed!]
Squelch~
The dark halberd flashed past, and the Temporal Bone Spirit instantly dissipated like a bubble.
No fatal wound—just instant annihilation!
Even the fragments of temporal law that should have dropped were obliterated by the strike, leaving nothing behind.
"Huh? That fragile?"
Chen Yi frowned slightly.
He had held back—his one-star clone, with six billion combat power, had merely executed a casual halberd swing without employing the Extreme Halberd Technique or amplifying his strength beyond a single fold. Yet, the Temporal Bone Spirit still couldn’t withstand it.
"Did it dump all its skill points into flashy mechanics while neglecting defense? Or does boosting its body’s defenses weaken its abilities?"
"I’ll need to find a true powerhouse to test this properly..."
His gaze deepened as he turned and strode toward the depths of the secret realm.
Seeking guidance from a Celestial Immortal could wait.
For now, he had only refined thirty-six clones, all of which he had brought into the Retrospection Secret Realm.
Last time, he had failed to refine the Dreamweaver Secret Realm. This time, he was determined to mold the Retrospection Secret Realm entirely into his own shape!
Soon enough, he arrived at the core region with practiced ease.
The same azure barrier stood before him, firmly protecting the floating essence of temporal law within.
What thirty one-star Pseudo-Immortal clones had failed to accomplish last time, thirty-six enhanced one-star True Immortal clones would surely achieve now!
Sizzle~
The azure barrier trembled faintly.
The infiltration power of the thirty-six one-star True Immortal clones, working in tandem through a grand formation, far surpassed their previous efforts. In no time, they pried open a narrow gap in the tightly guarded barrier.
Whoosh~
Quick as lightning!
Twenty-seven clones seized the moment, slipping through the crack before it could close.
Unlike the Dreamweaver Secret Realm, the core space of the Retrospection Secret Realm had no temperature—only countless streams of silver sand flowing like gentle rivers.
At the convergence of these countless silver streams lay a shimmering, rippling lake.
That was the very essence of temporal law that formed the foundation of the entire Retrospection Secret Realm!
With the target confirmed, Chen Yi’s twenty-seven clones advanced in formation.
Yet, after just two steps, the omnipresent pressure of temporal law bore down upon them. Time slowed to a near halt, and space stretched endlessly, rendering the clones unable to progress despite their efforts—they were stuck in place!
"Hmm, stronger than the Dreamweaver’s illusions. As expected of the king among laws, it’s got some substance!"
"But that’s all. Now... fuse and ascend!"
With a faint smile, Chen Yi merged the twenty-seven one-star clones into nine two-star clones!
These were no longer the initial versions refined from Violet Heaven Divine Thunder essence—they were enhanced clones forged from Chaos Divine Thunder essence!
The maximum power a two-star enhanced clone could unleash rivaled even that of an initial three-star clone!
Instantly, the pressure lessened, and Chen Yi’s nine two-star clones strode forward once more.
But the closer they got to the silver lake, the more oppressive the temporal forces became.
A little further, and the distorted spacetime threatened to melt the clones back into raw Chaos Divine Thunder essence!
At nine steps away from the lake, the nine clones halted.
They couldn’t go any farther—another step, and they would truly dissolve.
Despite his high estimation of the temporal law essence, its absurd potency still exceeded Chen Yi’s expectations.
Unlike the Dreamweaver’s law, which targeted the soul directly, these clones lacked souls—only a wisp of will lingered within them, making the Dreamweaver’s essence easier to grasp.
The temporal law essence acted upon reality itself, overwhelmingly powerful. It could subject anything to millions of years in an instant or rewind time to its origin. Such might could only be faced by a Golden Immortal!
The two-star Chaos clones, with a peak combat power of 33.3 billion (equivalent to a Celestial Immortal), had already proven their monstrous nature by reaching ten steps from the lake.
Any other Celestial Immortal would likely be stuck in the outer regions, unable to even approach the core within a hundred steps!
"As expected, only equal strength can resist higher-tier suppression."
"Seems the two-star clones have hit their limit here. But this space is incredibly resilient, so... fuse again, and ascend!"
Hummm~
The nine two-star clones merged into three three-star clones!
A terrifying aura erupted, overturning the oppressive temporal forces and creating a vacuum around them.
The temporal law essence lake could no longer resist. The three three-star clones lunged forward, crossing the remaining ten steps in an instant and plunging into the shimmering lake.
Plop~~~
The lake was viscous, composed entirely of condensed temporal energy—weightless yet overwhelming. The sheer might of spacetime pressed down on the clones, allowing them only to flounder in the shallow regions, unable to reach the core.
Keep in mind, a three-star Chaos clone had already breached the 180 billion combat power threshold—nearly matching an initial four-star clone, equivalent to a mid-stage Golden Immortal!
And even that wasn’t enough to glimpse the true form of the temporal law essence?
"Heh, this just keeps getting more interesting..."
Chen Yi chuckled softly. The fiercer its resistance, the richer the fruit it bore!
Last time, he had failed to pluck the Dreamweaver’s fruit. This time, he would devour the temporal law’s bounty!
Without hesitation, he commanded the three three-star clones to fuse once more.
In an instant, a four-star Chaos clone emerged!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
