"Domain of Stagnation—Boundary Breaker!"
Without any unnecessary movements, the instant the battle resumed, Hu Fangyuan elegantly flicked his fingers.
"Freeze!"
Silently, the space around Chen Yi for thousands of miles instantly solidified, and the flow of time was compressed to near stagnation!
The distortion of time made space thick and heavy, as if Chen Yi had been plunged into a quagmire under billions of times gravity. Layer upon layer of spatial folds pressed inward, threatening to compress him into a flat plane!
"This... I think I understand this. It's called dimensional reduction—forcing objects in three-dimensional space, including space itself, into a two-dimensional plane!"
Fang Fan's pupils contracted, his chaotic thoughts suddenly clearing as if the wrinkles in his brain had been smoothed out.
"Um... Brother Fang Fan, I really don’t want to dampen your confidence, but the true essence of Hu Fangyuan’s divine killing technique... isn’t dimensional reduction as you described..."
The artifact spirit Little Huanhuan gently corrected him. "This is actually a special application of a spacetime prison. The abnormal flow of time causes spatial folds to multiply, making it seem like compression into a plane, when in reality, it’s an overlap of multiple dimensions..."
Fang Fan scratched his head, his once-lively gaze turning somewhat dazed. "This is a bit beyond my comprehension... I’ll just keep watching..."
He was just a minor False Immortal, having barely broken through less than two and a half months ago. Then, inside the Supreme Treasure Secret Realm, Little Huanhuan forcibly elevated him to the peak of True Immortal. Before he could even begin digesting his insights, a Venerable dragged him here to witness this battle at the pinnacle of cultivation...
What was the difference between this and asking someone who just learned addition to solve a century-old mathematical conundrum?
He couldn’t even begin to understand it!
Of course, Chen Yi didn’t expect him to understand either—because even he himself barely grasped it.
Compared to Fang Fan, Chen Yi had merely studied low-level mechanisms for a few more years to resist his Immortal Tribulation. Though it ultimately proved useless, at least he could handle basic multiplication, solve simple equations, and occasionally, with a burst of inspiration, even tackle calculus!
But before a cultivation titan like Hu Fangyuan, who had already reached the apex of the divine path, he was still hopelessly outmatched. In terms of mechanisms, Hu Fangyuan was like the moon in the sky, while Chen Yi was a frog at the bottom of a well!
There was simply no comparison!
Since there was no mechanism to counter the mechanism, the only option was to break it with sheer, unadulterated force!
Chen Yi tightened his grip on his halberd and, within the nearly frozen, layer-locked space, took a resolute step forward!
"Boom!"
A dull, thunderous reverberation echoed through the void.
The solidified, folded space shattered like glass in an instant!
Chen Yi’s power didn’t belong to any traditional system—it couldn’t even be described by any known rules across the myriad realms!
It bore a faint resemblance to the Dao of Strength, yet was fundamentally different. It was more like pure, unrestrained force, unbound by any laws!
This brute force tore through the "Domain of Stagnation," reducing countless spatial fragments to dust that scattered like mist.
Fortunately, this was the Infinite Boundary Space, a realm born from the Myriad Mysteries Ring—a space without end, layers upon layers, endlessly replenishing itself. Hence, destruction here was meaningless.
Here, one could unleash their full power without restraint, and when exhausted, simply rest.
Hu Fangyuan’s brow twitched slightly, seemingly surprised that Chen Yi had broken free so swiftly through sheer force.
He had known Chen Yi was abnormal—but not this abnormal!
After all, no matter how one looked at it, Hu Fangyuan had once been the Supreme Primordial Sovereign. His insight and experience were unparalleled. Across the myriad realms, aside from the aberrant Voidborn "Kong," who once wreaked havoc in the Divine Realm, there was no being he couldn’t comprehend—not even the Divine Realm’s Sovereign or the Immortal Emperor of the Celestial Court!
To put it simply, as long as it existed within the Dao, the Supreme Primordial Sovereign could perceive it!
And now, he was certain—Chen Yi was a freak, an anomaly like "Kong," defying all rules!
Though he had anticipated this, the moment of confirmation still sent an involuntary tremor through his steadfast Dao heart.
Why?
Because unlike "Kong," whose abilities had a fatal flaw, Chen Yi’s seemed... flawless.
"Kong" had been invincible, but its will was weak. The Divine Sovereign discovered this and cleverly fed it a dose of "Infinite Love," purifying it into a being of pure affection before banishing it into the infinite alternate dimensions.
But Chen Yi?
This guy’s will was terrifyingly unyielding—truly the type to stop at nothing until his goal was achieved!
Abnormal power, unshakable will—who could possibly restrain him?
Especially since this was just one of his avatars!
His true form had never even appeared, always sending avatars to do the dirty work. All karma bypassed his main body, landing solely on his avatars, allowing his true self to remain transcendent.
If he ever patched the flaws in his avatars...
Shudder.
The thought alone was horrifying.
So Hu Fangyuan stopped thinking about it.
After all, Chen Yi being overpowered was a good thing. A powerful ally was far better than a weak teammate dragging him down.
If he had to have a weak teammate, he’d rather it be himself!
Chen Yi could focus on carrying the battle, while Hu Fangyuan had much more to consider—like how to turn the tables under his overwhelming assault and coax him into purifying a few Golden Immortals for him to take home!
Thus, the moment Chen Yi shattered the Domain of Stagnation and charged at him with his halberd raised—
"Cicada’s Void Leap, Seasons Unseen, Karma’s Decree!"
Twelve words resonated through the void as Hu Fangyuan’s figure blurred and vanished!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
