"Kill!!!"
Wei Zhongxian and Yu Huatian let out desperate, beast-like roars. At this moment, the two completely abandoned their protective True Qi shields, burning every remaining trace of True Qi and every drop of vital blood in their bodies.
"Boundless Sword Art: Rainbow Piercing the Sun!"
Yu Huatian moved with his sword, turning his entire body into a blinding silver lightning bolt. Completely ignoring the hundreds of arms the monster was flailing about, he thrust straight toward the abyssal giant maw on the monster's abdomen.
"Sunflower Manual: Ten Thousand Threads Piercing the Heart!"
Wei Zhongxian was like a bizarre red bat, his figure leaving countless afterimages in mid-air. Hundreds upon thousands of red embroidery needles, almost invisible to the naked eye, carried an extremely sinister True Qi as they shot madly from the right side!
Facing the desperate strike of two Fifth Realm Martial Dao experts, the Tier Six Aberration let out a furious roar.
"Ants... you court death!!!"
Just as Wang Hao had expected, this monster was originally using all its strength to mobilize Yin energy to repair the cracks blown open by Sun Li above. Now, suddenly facing a fierce attack on its abdomen, it instinctively felt a trace of threat.
Its massive body writhed violently, and its hundreds of arms waved simultaneously, turning into a sky full of afterimages. Like swatting flies, they smashed viciously toward Wei Zhongxian and Yu Huatian.
Bang! Bang!
In just a single encounter, Yu Huatian's sword light was crushed by several giant bone hands. As if struck by lightning, he violently coughed up a large mouthful of blood and flew backward. Although Wei Zhongxian's embroidery needles blinded several human heads on the monster's hands, he was also swept by a violent wave of baleful aura. The bones on half of his body let out crisp, shattering sounds as he smashed heavily onto the ground.
But! Their goal had been achieved!
In this lightning-fast half-breath of time, the monster's attention, its baleful aura defense network, and its energy circulation with the formation core were completely pinned down by Sun Li above and the two men in front!
And in the monster's blind spot, in the gaps where all the violent energies intersected.
Wang Hao moved.
He did not unleash any earth-shattering movement technique. He was just like an extremely calm assassin, stepping along the absolute safe route calculated by the Emperor's Qi Observation Art. Like a ghost, he leaped out from the spot where Wei Zhongxian had originally stood.
At this moment, Wang Hao's heart was beating wildly, his blood surging through his veins like a rushing river. His strength at the seventh layer of the Muscle Forging Realm was pushed to its absolute limit under the stimulation of adrenaline.
His eyes were dead set on the connection point between the monster's lower half and the white bone altar—a fatal Qi point only the size of a fist, revealed because its energy had been drawn away!
Ten steps!
Five steps!
Three steps!
The monster seemed to sense something was wrong, and a giant arm covered in green hair violently swung backward and to the side. The fierce wind carried by that arm stung Wang Hao's cheeks, even cutting open several bloody gashes.
But Wang Hao did not dodge, nor did he even blink. Because in the vision of his Qi Observation Art, the trajectory of that arm would just brush past him!
Whoosh—
The foul-smelling wind howled past his ears. Wang Hao narrowly avoided this fatal blow without any real danger.
Taking advantage of the momentum from his sprint, he seamlessly slid into a tackle, sliding directly underneath the monster. He was now mere inches away from that fatal point flickering with a dark red light!
"Go to hell, you disgusting thing."
Wang Hao's eyes were icy cold. He did not draw the magnificent Emperor's Sword. Instead, he held a remarkably ordinary steel dagger in a reverse grip—one he had just picked up from a dead Brocade Guard on the ground.
There was no True Qi enhancement, nor any supernatural power.
He simply used all the strength in his body to stab that dagger, accurately and ruthlessly, along the texture of the energy fault line seen through the Emperor's Qi Observation Art, sinking it dead into that fist-sized fatal point!
Pfft!
This stab met no resistance whatsoever, like a hot knife slicing through butter, directly cutting off the Yin energy connection between the monster and the underground formation core!
The entire world seemed to fall into a dead silence at this instant.
The madly roaring monster's movements came to an abrupt halt. Its hundreds of flailing arms froze in mid-air, and the giant maw on its abdomen let out a rattling, leaking sound. It struggled to lower its head, and the eyes on those hundreds of human heads looked in disbelief at the ordinary person hiding beneath it, holding a dagger, completely devoid of any True Qi fluctuations.
It could not understand how a majestic Tier Six Great Terror like itself could have its most fatal weakness struck in the midst of a massive battle by a mere ant who wasn't even a martial artist!
"The formation is broken."
Wang Hao let go of the dagger and rolled outward without hesitation.
The next second.
Crack!!!
As the fatal point was destroyed, the energy balance between the monster and the formation core was instantly shattered. The black pearl serving as the formation core, suspended above the white bone altar, could not withstand the immense pressure transmitted from Sun Li's external attacks. It instantly erupted with a blinding light before being covered in spiderweb-like cracks.
Bang!
The black pearl exploded violently!
The Yin energy chains maintaining this Tier Six Aberration Domain snapped inch by inch. The black dome enveloping the sky above the tower, which even a Seventh Realm Martial Dao expert could not break, shattered like a fragile glass cover amid a crisp cracking sound, turning into countless black motes of light that dissipated into the night wind.
The long-lost starlight poured onto Wang Hao's face once again.
"The formation is broken! The Aberration Domain is broken!!!"
Outside, the grand eunuch Sun Li, who was nearly exhausted, stared blankly at the suddenly vanishing black mist before letting out a roar of extreme ecstasy.
"The time to achieve merit has come!!! Brocade Guards, Eastern Depot, Imperial Guards, hear my command! Charge in with me and protect His Majesty!!!"
Following Sun Li's furious roar, the elite experts of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who had been waiting on the periphery, surged wildly toward the center of the formation like a burst dam, carrying monstrous killing intent.
Meanwhile, the Tier Six monster, having lost the enhancement of the Aberration Domain and having its energy source cut off by Wang Hao, let out a miserable, agonizing shriek. Its body began to shrink drastically, and its strength instantly plummeted from the peak of Tier Six to barely maintaining the early stage of Tier Six.
The tables had turned!
Wang Hao stood up from the ground, dusted off his dragon robes, and let the blood flow down his face, adding a bit more rugged manliness to his demeanor. In his deep eyes, the golden light of the Qi Observation Art flickered wildly, locking dead onto the agonizingly struggling monster.
"All soldiers, hear my command!"
Although Wang Hao's voice, wrapped in internal energy, was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of every expert.
"This monster is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and I have already broken its defenses! Today, I want you to execute it by a thousand cuts and scatter its ashes to the wind!"
"Kill!!!"
Hundreds of elite experts, led by Sun Li, pounced on the massive Tier Six Aberration like a pack of wolves hunting a tiger.
Although the monster's strength had plummeted, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. Its hundreds of arms flailed wildly, still able to erupt with terrifying power that tore through the air. Several Brocade Guards charging at the very front were instantly smashed into meat paste.
But under the absolute numerical superiority and the siege of so many experts, this resistance was destined to be futile.
Most importantly, they also had the ultimate support equipped with a full-map vision cheat—the Emperor, Wang Hao!

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.”

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"