「Hmph!」
In the battlefield, a Yuan Ying cultivator finally couldn't take it anymore. Even a clay figurine has its limits of endurance! Let alone a respected Yuan Ying cultivator?
He immediately channeled his spiritual energy, and a fiery dragon materialized out of thin air, lunging straight towards Chasing the Wind.
「Wow! So you do have tempers, huh?」 Chasing the Wind's speed was swift, effortlessly dodging the fiery dragon while continuing to taunt, 「I thought you were all cuckold turtles!」
The fiery dragon seemed alive, chasing after Chasing the Wind in attack. But Chasing the Wind was too agile; the dragon, though powerful, was too clumsy to even graze it.
「Hahaha!」 Chasing the Wind laughed arrogantly, dodging and taunting at the same time, 「Just as stupid as you!」
「Ahhh...」
Another Yuan Ying sword cultivator couldn't hold back anymore, shouting, 「I'm going to tear it apart!」 and raised his sword, ready to engage in close combat with Chasing the Wind.
But before he could act, Sun Yicheng's voice suddenly echoed in his mind: 「Stop. I'll handle it!」
He glanced at Sun Yicheng, not particularly keen on obeying, but saw that Sun Yicheng had already contacted the Cloud Boat. The Ancient Sword Immortal above them had moved!
He still obeyed, halting his advance.
Chasing the Wind once again shook off the fiery dragon and looked towards the battlefield, spotting the Ancient Sword Immortal charging towards it with a sword in hand.
Instantly, it felt the hair on its head stand on end, its blood surging. It turned and ran, full speed, channeling its spiritual energy, fleeing for its life!
The Ancient Sword Immortal stepped forward, crossing a hundred yards in an instant, appearing behind Chasing the Wind and delivering a horizontal slash, aiming directly at its lower back.
「What the!」
Chasing the Wind hadn't expected the Ancient Sword Immortal to be this fast... Perhaps it wasn't speed, but some kind of divine ability. In a moment of panic, it transformed into darkness, allowing the sword to pass through its body.
It reverted to its original form, spitting out a mouthful of tiger blood.
Though it had transformed into darkness to avoid the sword, it was still injured. The Ancient Sword Immortal's sword wasn't easy to dodge; even with its body turning dark, it couldn't escape the sword intent.
Despite the blood loss, Chasing the Wind didn't slow down for a moment. It continued to run while spitting blood, quickly widening the distance between itself and the Ancient Sword Immortal.
The Ancient Sword Immortal sheathed his sword, watching Chasing the Wind flee, then stepped forward again, suddenly appearing behind it, thrusting his sword forward.
「What is this?」 Chasing the Wind wondered, 「How can it be so fast?」
Its big head couldn't fathom it.
Since transforming into darkness couldn't dodge the Ancient Sword Immortal's sword, this time it decided to try a different approach. Using the momentum of its forward dash, it stretched out its claws and slapped the sword's spine.
The tiger's paw struck true, causing the Ancient Sword Immortal's sword to graze its cheek. Though the sword didn't touch its face, its left whiskers were cut off, and its right cheek was slashed open.
At the same time, its body couldn't withstand the Ancient Sword Immortal's strength, being blasted backward with a loud 「Boom」, instantly flying over forty to fifty yards.
It flipped in the air, steadied itself, and continued its escape.
“Luckily, your Uncle Tiger is tough!” Its paw was cut by the Ancient Sword Immortal's sword, leaving a trail of blood drops in the air, and its body ached faintly, “Still holding up.”
When the Ancient Sword Immortal stepped out from the battlefield, Ao Yi was also getting restless within the protective mountain array. As the Ancient Sword Immortal delivered its first strike to Chasing the Wind, Ao Yi also charged out from the protective array.
Ao Yi moved through the air as effortlessly as swimming in water, twisting its body to cover hundreds of meters in an instant.
As soon as it emerged from the protective array, it dove into the crowd of the battlefield, twisting its body to cut through them.
Truly, 「Touch and you die, graze and you're injured」!
The battlefield was filled with Jin Dan and Zhu Ji cultivators, and Ao Yi's charge tore through them, creating a passageway with over a hundred casualties.
However, as Ao Yi emerged from the battlefield and stood above the crude formation, a voice suddenly echoed behind it:
「Monster, we've been waiting for you!」
It coldly turned to see Sun Yicheng speaking.
As Sun Yicheng's voice fell, the five Yuan Ying cultivators above the battlefield simultaneously attacked, sending three Ancient Immortal Demon-Shattering Talismans directly towards it.
Chasing the Wind had already consumed two of these talismans, leaving the remaining three for Ao Yi.
「Hmph!」 Seeing these ignorant cultivators using talismans as external aids against it, Ao Yi couldn't help but sneer. It bellowed, 「Dragon God True Form, Invincible Against All Spells!」
In an instant, its black body glowed with dazzling black light, radiating outward, causing anyone touched by the light to feel an urge to submit, overwhelmed by bloodline suppression.
The three Demon-Shattering Talismans, in particular, were blown away by the black light, fluttering like ordinary paper before landing on the ground like trash.
After all, Chasing the Wind had broken the talismans' effects after receiving just a few drops of Ao Yi's essence blood.
「Using Demon-Shattering Talismans to restrain me?」 Ao Yi looked at the few Yuan Ying cultivators, disdainfully, 「What a joke!」
「Really?」
Suddenly, Sun Yicheng's voice rang out again. Simultaneously, a feeling of extreme discomfort invaded Ao Yi, forcing it to hastily turn around. It saw Sun Yicheng holding an activated talisman, which transformed into red light and shot towards it.
「What do you think this is!?」 Sun Yicheng shouted.
The red light pierced through the black light emitted by Ao Yi's Dragon God True Form, directly hitting its body.
As the talisman struck, Ao Yi immediately recognized it.
「True Dragon Reverse Scale Talisman!」
Every inch of Ao Yi's body felt like it was being stabbed, its scales seemingly wanting to detach, and its sparse dragon blood trembled with fear, boiling with rage.
「And the Dragon-Slaying Sword!」
Seeing Ao Yi in pain, Sun Yicheng couldn't help but laugh heartily.
He took out a sword from his spatial bag and threw it to a Yuan Ying sword cultivator, shouting, 「Senior, take the sword!
「Ao Yi, Ao Yi, we've been waiting for you for a long time!」
Ao Yi finally felt fear and began to retreat.
As they set a trap for the enemy, the enemy had also dug a pit for them.
「They came prepared!!」 On Dan Peak, Gu Yueming was filled with worry, pacing forward repeatedly, 「They knew the Dao Sword Sect had a dragon and prepared dragon-slaying methods in advance!
「But how could they possibly know the Dao Sword Sect has a dragon?!」
Qin Ran didn't look at Ao Yi but instead focused on the array-breaking nails pinned to the protective array of the Dao Sword Sect, asking Gu Yueming a question he hadn't considered before:
「Sect Master, how could they have prepared array-breaking nails in advance?」
「What?」 Gu Yueming didn't understand.
Array-breaking nails are used to break arrays, right? Zhican Valley attacking the Dao Sword Sect and preparing such things to break the protective array of the Dao Sword Sect—isn't that normal?
「How can a set of array-breaking nails break all the arrays in the world?」 Qin Ran shook his head, sighing, 「The variations of arrays are endless. How can a set of array-breaking nails cut off so many variations?
「Unless, this set of array-breaking nails was specifically crafted for the Dao Sword Sect's protective array.」
He looked at Gu Yueming, 「Sect Master, don't you understand? There's a traitor within the Dao Sword Sect!
「Someone who handed over the foundational information of the Dao Sword Sect's protective array to Zhican Valley, someone who knew there was a dragon within the array.」
Gu Yueming looked at Qin Ran, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He knew who the traitor was; he just couldn't accept it.
「Why?」 he murmured, 「I thought it was just a difference in governing philosophies...」
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.
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!
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.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
