In the Western Regions, the sky was filled with yellow sand, churning up dragon-like sandstorms that blotted out the sun.
Inside an extremely hidden blood-red underground palace, the foul stench of blood assaulted the nose, and countless shriveled corpses were piled up like mountains.
At the very peak of this mountain of corpses sat Lin Wuwang, the "Child of Destiny" secretly supported by the Tianji Pavilion and the lone survivor of the Azure Cloud Sword Sect, with his legs crossed. His eyes were as red as blood, and his entire body was wreathed in a nauseating blood-colored fierce aura. His originally handsome and untamed face was now twisted like a malicious ghost.
"Ahhhhh!"
Lin Wuwang let out a shrill, beast-like roar. Suspended over his chest was a pearl the size of a pigeon egg, emitting a faint bloody glow—the supreme treasure of evil cultivators, the "Blood Soul Orb"! Like a greedy water pump, this orb frantically absorbed the residual essence blood and resentment from the surrounding corpses, roughly pouring it into Lin Wuwang's meridians.
Behind him, the Pavilion Master of the Tianji Pavilion, Xie Wujiu, stood with his hands behind his back, watching this scene with indifferent eyes.
"Hate, suffer. This Blood Soul Orb is the defining treasure of the Blood Shadow Sect. Only by devouring the essence blood of ten thousand people can it help you break your shackles." Xie Wujiu's voice seemed to come from the deepest depths of hell. "Wang Hao stole your sect, killed your patriarch, and severed your destiny! This grudge and hatred can only be washed away by the head on his shoulders!"
"Boom!"
As the last trace of blood qi entered his body, an earth-shattering explosion erupted from within Lin Wuwang. An aura so massive it was suffocating burst forth from him, blasting a large hole straight through the sturdy ceiling of the underground palace!
The eighth realm of martial arts—the Void Soaring Realm!
Moreover, because of the Blood Soul Orb's empowerment, his aura was several times more tyrannical than that of an ordinary first-level Void Soaring Realm expert!
Lin Wuwang slowly opened his eyes, bloody light shooting out. He tightly gripped the Azure Cloud Sword in his hand, feeling the world-destroying power within his body, and let out a manic laugh.
"Hahaha! Void Soaring Realm! I've finally reached it! Wang Hao! Those old bastards of the Great Zhou royal family! I will make you pay back the humiliation you gave me a thousand times over!"
"Very good." Xie Wujiu nodded in satisfaction. "This Pavilion Master sacrificed ten years of lifespan and used the Heavenly Secret Compass to finally deduce a top-secret piece of intelligence that is enough to let you completely turn the tables and leave Wang Hao dead without a burial place."
Lin Wuwang abruptly turned his head. "Pavilion Master, please speak!"
A flash of greed and madness appeared in Xie Wujiu's eyes. "Do you know why that little thief Wang Hao has been sending people to relentlessly pursue the Martial God's corpse of the Crimson Moon Demonic Cult? Because of the Martial God's legacy! But they are all wrong. The true Martial God's legacy is not with the Crimson Moon Demonic Cult at all! That corpse is merely a decoy!"
"The true ancient 'Martial God Battlefield Secret Realm' is actually right under the nose of the Great Zhou! It's deep within the Yan Mountains, eight hundred miles outside the Great Zhou capital!"
"What?!" Lin Wuwang was greatly shocked.
"This is the will of heaven! Heaven's will is to destroy the Great Zhou!" Xie Wujiu sneered continuously. "That tyrant Wang Hao is currently busy indulging in wine and women in his harem, busy making empty promises to his bullshit 'Avengers Alliance'. He has no idea that a mountain of gold is buried in his own backyard!"
"Wuwang, I have already ordered the vanguard troops of the Anti-Zhou Alliance to break into smaller groups and infiltrate the Yan Mountains. You must immediately take the Blood Soul Orb and rush over there, open the secret realm, and seize the Martial God's legacy! As long as you obtain the legacy, you will be the undisputed Lord of Destiny of the Great Wilderness! When the time comes, lure Wang Hao out of the capital and personally behead him in front of the secret realm!"
Lin Wuwang licked his scarlet lips, killing intent chilling in his eyes. "Rest assured, Pavilion Master! This time, not only do I want Wang Hao dead, but I also want to take his entire harem for myself in front of the whole world, making him die with everlasting regret!"
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Great Zhou Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.
Wang Hao was sprawled out comfortably on the dragon throne, listening to Wei Zhongxian report the accounts of the "franchise fees" and draft "registration fees" paid by the major hidden families. He was in such a good mood he felt like he could fly.
Suddenly, a crisp electronic voice rang out in his mind.
"Ding! System intelligence update: Detected that the Heavenly Dao Alliance's Child of Destiny, Lin Wuwang, has broken through to the Void Soaring Realm and is leading a vanguard of evil cultivators to infiltrate the Yan Mountains, eight hundred miles from the capital."
"Ding! Important intelligence: The Ancient Martial God Battlefield Secret Realm is hidden deep within the Yan Mountains! The Child of Destiny intends to seize the legacy and assassinate the host!"
Wang Hao suddenly bounced up from the dragon throne, his eyes wide as brass bells.
"Holy shit?" Wang Hao couldn't help but curse. "A Martial God Secret Realm? Not in the extreme north, not in the Western Regions, but right under my fucking nose?! Right in the Yan Mountains, eight hundred miles from the capital?!"
It felt exactly like knowing there was a treasure in the world, searching everywhere for ages, only to finally discover that the treasure was buried right under your own outhouse!
"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Is there an error in the accounts?" Wei Zhongxian was startled and hurriedly knelt down.
"Error my ass! Someone is sneaking into my backyard to steal my tower!" An extremely dangerous cold glint flashed in Wang Hao's eyes, and his lips curled into his signature devious, wicked smirk. "Alright, Lin Wuwang, you're pretty tough to kill. I let you escape last time, and now you actually dare to come act wildly right at the foot of the capital. You want to use me as a stepping stone to start your path to invincibility? Today, I'll teach you what 'the harsh beating of a capitalist' means!"
Wang Hao slammed the table and shouted, "Pass down my decree! Western Depot Director Yu Huatian, Eastern Depot Commander Wei Zhongxian! Immediately assemble all the Void Soaring Realm almighty experts of the 'House-Raiding Heavenly Group'! Also, mobilize 10 divisions of the Imperial Guard, bring the latest runic cannons, and accompany me on a personal imperial expedition!"
"Additionally, bring along those few 'temp workers' I recently recruited. Keep an army for a thousand days to use them for an hour; it's time to let them experience the blessings of working within the Great Zhou system!"
Half an hour later, a fierce aura soared into the sky above the imperial palace's drill grounds.
Aside from the majestic patriarchs of the House-Raiding Heavenly Group, standing at the very front of the formation were three young men with vastly different temperaments, yet all exuding an "I am the protagonist" vibe.
One was a youth named Xiao Chen, his body wreathed in extraordinary flames and his eyes untamed; another was the solitary and arrogant sword genius Ye Guyun, carrying a broken sword on his back; and the last was the burly, iron-tower-like brute Rong Xiaotian, who possessed the bloodline of an ancient violent ape.
These three, plus seven others, were collectively known as the "Ten Grassroots Children of Destiny of the Great Zhou." All of them were wild protagonists whom Wang Hao had forcibly recruited into the imperial court as "temp imperial guards" during this period, using a combination of coaxing, deception, threats, bribes, and throwing money and resources at them.
Standing on the high platform, Wang Hao looked down at this group of "wage earners" he had successfully bamboozled, cleared his throat, and began his pre-battle mobilization.
"Comrades! The cornerstones of the Great Zhou!" Wang Hao wore a look of deep distress. "Right now, there are foreign hostile forces—the terrorists of the Heavenly Dao Alliance—attempting to cause destruction on our Great Zhou's territory and rob the secret realm property that belongs to the people of the Great Zhou! Tell me, can we allow this?!"
"No!" the Imperial Guard roared in unison.
Xiao Chen, Ye Guyun, and the others glanced at each other, their mouths twitching. It was obviously this tyrant who coveted someone else's inheritance, so why did he make it sound like they had robbed him of his pension? But since they were under his roof, they had to bow their heads. They could only follow along and shout "No" a couple of times.
Wang Hao was very satisfied. Very good! Today is the moment for you newly appointed imperial guards to earn your merits. Remember my slogan: 996 is a blessing, 007 is a glory! Move out!
Not only that, Wang Hao specifically brought Ren Mingyue, Shen Xue, and Yun Meng along this time. He called it "taking his beloved concubines out for a spring outing," but in reality, he wanted these three women to see the Great Zhou Empire's muscle with their own eyes, completely dispelling any improper little schemes they might still harbor in their hearts.
...
Deep in the Yan Mountains, in front of an ancient canyon.
Lin Wuwang looked at the massive ancient bronze door faintly emerging in the void ahead, trembling all over with excitement. That was the entrance to the Martial God Mystic Realm!
Hahaha! Destiny is on my side! I, Lin Wuwang, will soar to the heavens today! He turned his head to look at the thousands of evil cultivator vanguards behind him. Form the array and prepare to blast open the mystic realm's doors!
However, the moment his words faded.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the surrounding mountain ridges! Immediately after, the sky was filled with flames crashing down like a meteor shower.
Hundreds of Rune Cannons bared their ferocious fangs at this moment.
Ahhh!
Enemy attack! It's Rune Cannons!
The pitiful thousands of Heavenly Dao Alliance martial artists did not even catch a glimpse of the enemy before they were blown to pieces by the dense artillery fire, their severed limbs dancing wildly in the sky. The entire canyon instantly transformed into a living hell.
Who! Who is ambushing this seat! Lin Wuwang expanded his blood-red astral qi to block the artillery fire, roaring at the sky with eyes practically tearing at the seams.
Stop screaming, your daddy is right here.
A lazy, punchable, and highly mocking voice drifted down from the top of the canyon.
Lin Wuwang snapped his head up, only to see Wang Hao standing at the top of the canyon in a dark gold dragon robe, hands clasped behind his back, resembling a demon god patrolling the mortal realm. He was surrounded by six Sky Soaring Realm royal ancestors, and behind him stood three breathtakingly beautiful women, all looking at him as if he were a complete idiot.
Wang Hao!!! Lin Wuwang's eyes instantly turned blood-red as new grudges and old hatreds surged into his heart. You despicable and shameless tyrant! How dare you ambush me! If you have the guts, withdraw your cannons and duel me one-on-one!
Wang Hao looked at him like he was mentally deficient. Is there something wrong with your brain? I brought an army of over a hundred thousand, hundreds of cannons, and six Sky Soaring Realm ancestors, and you want me to duel you one-on-one? Do you think this is a street thug brawl? Hack him to pieces!
Just as Wei Zhongxian and Yu Huatian were about to lead the agents of the Eastern and Western Depots to launch an assault, the system's comforting notification tone rang out in Wang Hao's mind once again.
Ding! Detected that the host has arrived at the entrance of the Ancient Martial God Battlefield Mystic Realm. Triggering special sign-in!
Ding! Sign-in successful! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: One hundred years of pure martial arts cultivation! Do you wish to fuse it immediately?
Wang Hao gasped, roaring wildly in his heart. Fuse! Fuse it for me right now!
Rumble!
In an instant, it was as if a prehistoric behemoth had awakened within Wang Hao's body. An unimaginably massive wave of true qi surged madly through his limbs and bones like a tsunami!
Peak of the Fourth Martial Realm! Fifth Realm! Sixth Realm!
His bones let out explosive cracks like popping beans, and his flesh and blood underwent a frantic transformation!
Bang!
Accompanied by a muffled sound that only Wang Hao could hear, his cultivation realm shot up like a rocket, forcefully crossing three major realms and directly breaking into the Seventh Martial Realm—the eighth layer of the Astral Qi Realm!
At this moment, Wang Hao felt terrifyingly strong! He felt as though he could blow up a mountain with a single punch!
Down below, Lin Wuwang, who had just been clamoring, was dumbfounded.
Xiao Chen, Ye Guyun, and the other ten temporary workers were also dumbfounded. Their eyes went wide, staring at the tyrant on the high platform whose aura was steadily climbing as if they had seen a ghost.
This... how is this possible? Breaking through in the middle of a battle is one thing, but breaking through three major realms in a row?! Is he a monster?! Xiao Chen gasped, a certain pride in his heart thoroughly shattered.
Shen Xue, Yun Meng, and Ren Mingyue covered their red lips in horror, their eyes full of disbelief and deep reverence as they looked at Wang Hao. Just how much strength was this man hiding?
Feeling the surging astral qi within his body, Wang Hao raised a hand to stop Wei Zhongxian and Yu Huatian from charging forward.
He looked down at Lin Wuwang, who was already starting to doubt his life, and a cruel arc formed at the corner of his mouth.
Lin Wuwang, did you just say you wanted to duel me one-on-one? Wang Hao cracked his neck, producing crisp popping sounds from his bones. Alright, I am in a good mood today, so I will give you this chance! I want to see just how many of my slaps a force-ripened leek from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion like you can withstand!
Before his voice even faded, Wang Hao leaped straight down from the hundred-meter-high cliff, crashing into the ground in front of Lin Wuwang like a falling meteorite and smashing a deep crater.
Arrogant! I am in the Sky Soaring Realm! How dare a mere Astral Qi Realm cultivator like you fight me! Die! Feeling vastly insulted, Lin Wuwang roared, pushing the power of his Blood Soul Bead to the absolute limit. He executed the Blood Demon Heaven Slaughtering Sword, thrusting straight at Wang Hao's face with a might that threatened to tear through the void.
All flash and no substance.
Wang Hao sneered and formed hand seals, directly activating the divine-tier martial skill he had obtained from signing in—the Heaven Imprisoning Earth Overturning Palm!
First Palm, Sever the Mountains and Rivers!
Without any flashy movements, Wang Hao struck out with a slap. His terrifying true qi manifested into a giant golden palm that instantly shattered Lin Wuwang's blood-red sword qi and slapped him viciously across the face.
Slap! A crisp sound echoed through the canyon.
Second Palm, Shatter the Stars!
Slap! Lin Wuwang was spun in the air like a top, spitting out teeth mixed with fresh blood.
Third Palm! Fourth Palm! Fifth Palm!...
Wang Hao got increasingly excited as he fought, delivering slap after slap in a smooth, flowing motion, striking faster and faster. The Heaven Imprisoning Earth Overturning Palm was already an extremely overbearing martial skill, and the power stacked with each palm strike increased geometrically.
The dignified Child of Destiny in the Sky Soaring Realm, Lin Wuwang, was like a defenseless infant in the face of these overwhelming slaps. Beaten entirely out of the ability to fight back, his protective astral qi shattered again and again. With every bone in his body broken, he was smashed into the ground like a dead dog.
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."
. 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!"
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!
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