"Here it comes, the fight is about to begin!"
Fang Fan's eyes burned with excitement as he watched the intensifying tension within the Boundless Realm. Without hesitation, he conjured two small stools and a table laden with various Enlightenment Spirit Foods—delicacies that enhanced focus, alleviated mental fatigue, and fully unleashed the vitality of one's soul!
Though overindulging in these spirit foods came with side effects, it was a small price to pay. At worst, he'd just sleep for a few extra days afterward. There was no way he’d miss a single detail of this legendary battle!
Beside him, the weapon spirit Xiao Huan hovered, her form condensed from pure spiritual light. Her twin braids trembled slightly as she secretly maintained control over the entire Boundless Realm. Her clear eyes remained fixed on the vast arena below—an expanse so immense it could cradle the birth and death of entire nebulae!
Fang Fan was still young, his soul not yet weighty enough to grasp the profundity of this battle. So, it fell to her to perfectly record every detail for him to study and revisit later!
At the same time...
On the colossal Boundless Arena, two figures stood facing each other—separated by thousands of miles, yet as close as if they were within arm's reach.
Chen Yi gripped a massive black halberd, his five-star avatar standing as steady as a mountain. An aura of overwhelming density radiated from him, warping and stagnating the very fabric of the Boundless Realm’s space!
There were no dazzling phenomena, no superfluous traces of the Dao—only an absolute, unadulterated embodiment of "weight" and "force."
In stark contrast, Hu Fangyuan stood opposite him.
He tread upon a shifting nebula, clad in an ink-black Daoist robe, its sleeves billowing without wind. Within the folds of his garment, countless stars flickered in cycles of creation and destruction, while epochs of time waxed and waned in an ethereal dance.
An indescribable halo of misty radiance enveloped him, his Dao essence ethereal and ever-changing—now gentle as spring rain, now fierce as autumn gales, now unfathomable as the abyss, now boundless as the sea. A myriad of Great Daos and a thousand divine abilities seemed to flow effortlessly from his fingertips, intertwining to form an intricate domain of unfathomable laws!
"Ready, Black Soil?"
Chen Yi cracked his neck, tightening his grip on the halberd as he pointed it lazily at Hu Fangyuan.
"Are you ready? Don’t cry foul when I strike first," Hu Fangyuan replied flatly, his ink-black robe fluttering despite the absence of wind. His long hair cascaded down his back, his deep eyes carrying three parts mockery, three parts indifference, and four parts sheer nonchalance.
"Oh ho?" Chen Yi smirked. "Then come at me. I can take it—just make sure you put some real—"
BOOM!!!
Without warning, without preamble—as if time itself had been abruptly severed—the space before Chen Yi collapsed into a yawning abyss of absolute darkness!
This was no ordinary black hole with a tangible core, but a manifestation of "nothingness" itself—a void where neither time nor space existed, where all matter was annihilated.
A terrifying suction force erupted, attempting to drag Chen Yi and the very space beneath him into eternal oblivion!
"Not bad. But just ‘not bad.’"
Chen Yi’s eyes sharpened as he swung his halberd downward in the crudest, most straightforward response imaginable.
CRACK!!!
The halberd plunged into the dark abyss, its sheer force and density obliterating the very concept of "nothingness" within. The all-consuming void shattered like fragile foam under the onslaught of this unreasonable, tyrannical power!
And the halberd didn’t stop there—it surged straight toward Hu Fangyuan!
"This... how am I supposed to learn from this? I can’t even comprehend what just happened!"
Fang Fan’s jaw hung slack, his mind blank except for the terrifying image of that halberd obliterating the abyss replaying on loop.
"Fang Fan, focus! Don’t fixate on the Venerable’s halberd—that thing’s a monstrosity beyond learning. Watch Hu Fangyuan’s Dao techniques instead!"
The Xuanji Ring’s spirit chided him lightly while squeezing the juice of an Enlightenment Fruit straight into Fang Fan’s gaping mouth, helping him digest it swiftly to clear his mind and shake off the shock.
Meanwhile...
On the Boundless Arena...
Hu Fangyuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, unsurprised that Chen Yi had shattered the Void Abyss so effortlessly.
This was merely an appetizer—a test to gauge the depths of Chen Yi’s avatar.
As Chen Yi’s halberd tore through the abyss and hurtled toward him, Hu Fangyuan finally moved, his hands forming a series of seals before his chest. His fingers blurred into countless afterimages—so fast that even slowed down ten thousand times, Fang Fan still couldn’t follow the motions!
SHING! SHING SHING! SHING SHING SHING!!!
The crisp resonance of blades filled the void!
Thousands upon thousands of sword energies—each forged from the pure essence of time—materialized out of thin air. They not only halted the black halberd’s advance but also densely packed the space around Chen Yi!
Though these countless "Spring and Autumn Sword Radiances" appeared chaotic, they followed an esoteric, unfathomable trajectory, weaving together into an impenetrable net of blades!
Time is the sharpest edge; the ages sever all things.
Force may shatter ten thousand techniques, but none can surpass the flow of time!
Chen Yi was instantly locked in place, with no room to escape.
Yet, faced with this sword net capable of reducing an entire Great World to primordial chaos, Chen Yi remained utterly unfazed—even amused.
"What’s this move called?" he asked with genuine curiosity.
Hu Fangyuan slowly raised his palm and replied calmly, "Divine Dao Killing Technique—Palm of... the Spring and Autumn Sword."
Before the words even finished, his fingers clenched!
The colossal net of time-forged blades descended upon Chen Yi like a guillotine!
Where the sword net passed, the Boundless Space was silently sliced into countless tiny fragments, only to disintegrate moments later under the erosion of temporal laws!
Chen Yi’s expression finally turned serious.
He was getting serious now.
Originally gripping the halberd with one hand, he now clasped it with both.
The dormant Calamity Warding Halberd emitted a low, resonant hum—like a primordial beast stirring from slumber!
The halberd moved with Chen Yi’s will, executing the simplest of motions—a single, sweeping slash!
BOOOOM!!!
The sheer force of the swing compressed space itself, producing a deafening groan of protest!
A crescent-shaped wave of pure, unadulterated power—forged from sheer force and indomitable will—erupted outward, carving a perfect arc toward the descending sword net!
There was no earth-shattering collision—only the shrill screech of blades being sheared apart and the dull thuds of impact.
SHHHHK! CRACK! SNAP!
Where the crescent force passed, the Spring and Autumn Sword Radiances shattered like glass against stone!
The net of temporal blades was forcibly torn open, leaving a massive breach in its wake!
"Whew."
"That move’s actually pretty damn good. Took ninety percent of my strength to break it."
"Still, Black Soil, I gotta say—‘Palm of the Spring and Autumn Sword’ doesn’t sound great. How about I rename it for you? Let’s call it... Five-Finger Fist Heart Sword!"
Chen Yi dashed forward, pressing the halberd against Hu Fangyuan’s face with a grin.
"You do know you can’t let me get this close, right? If I’m in your face, you’ve already lost. Unless... you wanted me to get this close?"
Hu Fangyuan smirked, one hand resting before his chest, the other raised high above his head. He enunciated each word clearly:
"Five. Finger. Fist. Heart. Sword."
. 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!"
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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