There’s a traitor in the Celestial Realm’s squad—no, not just a traitor, but the entire leadership is compromised!
What more needs to be said?
No matter how Wuji schemes or maneuvers, victory will ultimately belong to Chen Yi!
So there’s no need to worry about this secret Celestial Realm squad. Just let Fang Fan toy with them for a while.
What truly deserves Chen Yi’s attention is Wuji’s escaped Primordial Avatar!
Within the Illusory Star Cave, Chen Yi’s true form flickered with a calculating gaze.
He was waiting for an opportunity.
The moment Wuji dared to reveal himself, Chen Yi would strike without hesitation—no chances given, an instant kill!
After all, the Purple Star Celestial Court had already begun rectifying issues like false value inflation. Soon, it would ascend to the Celestial Immortal rank, extending the ascension channels across the myriad realms, just like the Celestial Realm itself. This would offer new hope to beings long trapped at the Unity Stage!
During this process, stability across the myriad realms was paramount. There was no room for lawless extremists like Wuji to wreak havoc!
"Wuji, if you don’t dare show yourself, then watch closely as Fang Fan cleanses that Celestial Realm squad!"
"These are all top-tier talents. Honestly, I didn’t even want them, but you insisted on delivering them to me... Hm?!"
Mid-thought, Chen Yi suddenly sensed something. His will instantly descended upon the Flying Star Continent.
Ever since the Flying Star Heavenly Dao began experimenting with its so-called "Alternative Path of Evolution"—bypassing the Celestial Realm’s unified standards to establish a new system—Chen Yi had left three Chaos-Colored Pearls within the continent to assist and monitor, fearing the Heavenly Dao might stray too far and lose control in its madness.
But the more he feared it, the more it happened!
In just twenty years, it was unclear how far the Flying Star Heavenly Dao had progressed in its alternative evolution. After all, the method of "fabricating truth from falsehood" had been overused, blurring the lines between reality and illusion beyond recognition.
All Chen Yi knew was that the Flying Star Heavenly Dao was on the verge of insanity. It actually wanted to burn the world’s origin essence to materialize its half-baked, barely coherent alternative evolutionary system—something that hadn’t even fully matured or proven its validity!
How could this be allowed?
"Stop!"
The moment Chen Yi’s will descended through the three Chaos-Colored Pearls, the entire world seemed to freeze, as if time itself had been paused. The vast power of heaven and earth was forcibly severed in an instant, the entire world locked in stasis by his mere thought!
The Flying Star Heavenly Dao’s core abilities were indeed formidable, but its raw power was still too weak to resist Chen Yi’s overwhelming might.
"Celestial Master! Celestial Master!!!"
"What is real? What is false?"
"I can’t tell, I truly can’t tell anymore!!!"
The Flying Star Heavenly Dao’s deranged voice echoed as its Heavenly Core trembled violently, erupting with dazzling anomalies.
A hundred-meter-tall giant strode forward, its massive body dissolving into elemental fury, merging with heaven and earth, unstoppable and indestructible!
A beam of radiant light darted wildly, transforming into a luminous figure, scattering darkness and shattering the void in its wake...
But most unsettling were the seemingly ordinary humans who, mid-step, suddenly sprouted bizarre additions—
Some grew wings and soared into the sky, others sprouted claws to rend the earth, some turned into dragons to battle across the horizon, while others donned invincible armor or split into countless clones...
These visions appeared divine, yet every detail reeked of madness!
"Eternal life, the lock of eternity, glimpsing immortality on the path of longevity—three blossoms gather atop, ascension in ethereal transformation!"
"Where did I go wrong?"
"I didn’t!"
"Fabricate lies into truth, refine falsehood into reality—but if it never becomes real, it remains false!"
"What is real? What is false?"
"I can’t tell, I truly can’t tell!!!"
"Celestial Master, don’t stop me! I’m lucid, I’m not mad!"
"If I just burn the world’s origin essence... if I just burn it... the false will become real, and I’ll finally know the truth..."
Chen Yi: "..."
You’re like this, and you still claim you’re not insane?
Looks like you need a wake-up slap!
SMACK!!!
"Big Dumb Star, snap out of it!"
Without holding back, Chen Yi swung his hand and struck, forcefully slapping the distorted Heavenly Core back into order.
...
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!
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?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
