The Creation Qiankun Disk is a complete Dao Ancestor-level treasure fused with fragments of a Chaos Supreme Treasure, making its grade superior to ordinary Dao Ancestor artifacts, with far more formidable mechanisms!
Especially when wielded by an Immortal Emperor like Wuji, its unleashed power was truly terrifying, effortlessly suppressing Chen Yi’s Five-Star Chaos Avatar—a being capable of crushing Great Luo existences with ease!
But then again, was the Chaos Creation Brush forged by Ling Xiao weak?
...Well, yes, it was!
The Creation Qiankun Disk had fused with one-fifth of a Chaos Supreme Treasure’s fragments, elevating it beyond the reach of any ordinary Dao Ancestor artifact.
A half-grade difference in mechanisms meant absolute domination!
The only reason Chen Yi managed to gain a slight upper hand in this clash of mechanisms was because of his raw strength.
It was like pitting a Dragon-Slaying Greatblade against a mere dagger—if the dagger wasn’t instantly severed, it could still parry the strike, and with enough brute force, even repel the overwhelming blade!
But here’s the catch...
The one wielding the Dragon-Slaying Greatblade was an Immortal Emperor!
Chen Yi’s actions left Wuji utterly dumbfounded.
He had assumed this little monster wouldn’t escape without resorting to some hidden Chaos Supreme Treasure. Yet, Chen Yi had broken free using nothing but an ordinary Dao Ancestor artifact—the Chaos Creation Brush!
Wuji recognized this treasure—one of Ling Xiao’s prized possessions.
While the brush had its merits, they were limited. Logically, unless wielded by a being at the Dao Origin Realm, it should’ve been impossible for the Chaos Creation Brush to break the Taiji Grinding Field’s domain!
This little freak clearly hadn’t reached the Dao Ancestor level, so how had he done it?!
Wuji couldn’t comprehend it, but he was deeply shaken.
Chen Yi, however, couldn’t care less!
Using mechanisms to counter mechanisms, now that the restraints were gone, it was time to swing his halberd!
Gripping the shaft tightly and using the Chaos Creation Brush as a shield, he charged forward.
"Eat this halberd strike!"
"You—!"
Wuji, both furious and alarmed, immediately manipulated the little golden dragon’s body to evade the halberd’s lock, retreating temporarily.
"Fine, fine! I underestimated you!"
"Taiji Qiankun, Creation Returns to One! Five Elements Reversed, Yin-Yang Inverted!"
"Begone! All Qi Dissolved, Laws Collapse!!!"
Wuji merged the little golden dragon into the Creation Qiankun Disk. The disk’s Dao patterns shimmered, golden light blazing as its Taiji Yin-Yang symbol spun to its limits!
Buzz—!!!
In an instant, a suppression field erupted from the disk, forcing back even the causal mist released by the Chaos Supreme Treasure—the Primordial Axis Mirror.
Then, a force of law-reversal coiled around the Five-Star Chaos Avatar like a serpent, relentlessly crushing and dismantling its defenses.
Finally, from the disk’s core, a terrifying beam of disintegration surged forth—imbued with law-impact properties. A single hit would reduce its target to pure primordial essence!
Wuji’s execution was flawless, with zero casting delay. Chen Yi saw it coming but had no room to dodge—he could only brace for impact.
Admittedly, in a battle of mechanisms, he was no match for Wuji, completely forced into a defensive stance.
However...
"Ambush!"
Chen Yi instantly made the optimal move.
If one Five-Star Avatar couldn’t evade, what about two?
Another Five-Star Avatar, lurking in the causal mist, suddenly lunged forth. Its dark halberd, carrying the force of ten thousand jun, smashed violently into the hovering Creation Qiankun Disk!
Crack—!!!
Wuji, caught off guard, failed to dodge.
Or rather, as a mere wisp of will attached to the little golden dragon, he lacked the capacity to defend!
Thus, the wolf feigned sleep to lure the enemy, exploiting the "old and feeble" Wuji’s inability to react—striking where he was unguarded, attacking from both front and rear!
The wolf was cunning; Wuji, trapped and flustered, found himself besieged from both sides, unable to connect head and tail, reduced to a laughingstock.
"You fight without honor!!!"
Wuji roared in fury.
But it was futile.
The Creation Qiankun Disk cracked under the halberd’s blow, and the little golden dragon tumbled out, only to be seized by Chen Yi, twisted into a pretzel, and placed onto the Time-Alteration Disk.
Now, the tables had turned!
Earlier, Wuji had used the little golden dragon to extract and analyze the nine Chaos Colored Pearls with the Creation Qiankun Disk.
Now, it was Chen Yi’s turn to put Wuji and the little golden dragon under the Time-Alteration Disk’s scrutiny!
The Time-Alteration Disk could freeze time—at its peak, even immobilizing an Immortal Emperor for an instant!
And now, Wuji, as a mere wisp of will, severed from his true self by the Primordial Axis Mirror’s interference, was utterly isolated and powerless against the disk’s time-stop.
There was no escape. Chen Yi’s fury burned bright!
"Now that I’ve caught you, you’re in for a world of pain!"
"Fine, fine, you little bastard. You’ve got some tricks. Let’s see if you can keep surprising me next time we meet!"
"We will meet again!"
Wuji had no intention of fleeing. In fact, the Time-Alteration Disk’s power barely affected him.
Yet, instead of resisting, he calmly uttered those words before igniting his wisp of will, vanishing before Chen Yi’s eyes—leaving him helpless.
Chen Yi: "..."
"Sigh. Still can’t do as I please with an Immortal Emperor, huh?"
His disappointment was palpable.
He’d hoped to interrogate this wisp of will and uncover Wuji’s secrets, but the opportunity slipped away, leaving nothing behind.
Well, not entirely nothing—Wuji had left a lasting impression.
"Even fighting a wisp of his will controlling a little golden dragon was this hard. Without ambush tactics, I’d have lost. In a direct confrontation with his true self... No, if he spams his ultimate mechanisms, my chances of escaping unscathed would be less than 98%. That’s practically suicide!"
"Need more training!"
Chen Yi’s resolve hardened. Until he could confidently counter all mechanisms, he’d refrain from provoking Wuji further.
If not for the little golden dragon’s importance, he wouldn’t have risked provoking Wuji in the first place.
Fortunately, the outcome wasn’t bad. The Primordial Axis Mirror felt great—no itchiness, just smooth performance. Loved it, would use again...
Slap!
Suddenly, he backhanded the unconscious little golden dragon, its massive dragon head jerking sideways from the force.
Too light, and it wouldn’t wake; too heavy, and it’d brain damage.
This slap was just right—stunning but harmless.
"Gah—! Damn, that hurt!"
"Who?!"
"Who was it?!"
"Who just slapped me?! Do you have any idea how much damage a slap like that does to a dragon?!"
The little golden dragon jolted awake, glaring furiously at the culprit.
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."
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.”
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
