After consuming the dangao pill, Yan Dongxu's violent rampage has become terrifyingly powerful.
His spatial ability seems inexhaustible, like a raging torrent enveloping Bei Xiao, attempting to instantly teleport him into the spatial rift that the Great Primordial Slash had carved out.
Bei Xiao immediately transformed into his werewolf form, his steel claws whirling like a tornado, tearing apart the spatial forces surging towards him.
He was furious, wanting to curse. The Coffin Masters abandoned him here, what's the deal?
He had expected the Coffin Masters to easily capture Yan Dongxu and the others, and take them to the headquarters of the Death Coffin to be slowly brainwashed.
But the plan had failed.
Yan Dongxu's spatial ability seemed to have undergone a second awakening, becoming outrageously powerful.
He had reached the Coffin Masters' level in a short time, at least possessing SSS-class combat power.
"You still dare to resist?"
Zhou Quan was equally infuriated. Seeing this unlucky wretch Bei Xiao, he naturally wanted to beat him up to vent his anger.
Scorching sword rays continuously rained down on Bei Xiao.
Bei Xiao's sharp claws were forcibly given a high-end manicure treatment, filed down to a smooth finish, bleeding profusely.
Woo!
Bei Xiao let out a wolf howl towards the sky.
It wasn't that he was weak; Yan Dongxu and the others were too strong.
Previously, he didn't understand why the Thousand-Faced Duke Chu Yuan died so easily.
Now, he finally knew.
The strength of these two was terrifying; he was no match for them.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
A few old men appeared in the presidential suite.
Bei Xiao's heart sank.
Because he recognized the people in front of him.
The five leaders of the Superhuman Alliance.
Bei Xiao never dreamed that he would face these five people alone.
He immediately gave up resisting.
"Zhou Quan, Yan Dongxu, stop. With us here, he can't escape," said a fat old man with a goatee, smiling.
"What's the meaning of you old geezers? You want to protect him?" Yan Dongxu said displeased.
He didn't care who these old men were; he was furious and had to kill Bei Xiao.
"Even if you throw him into the spatial rift, he may not necessarily die. Cheng Xin's ability can rescue him. But if we take action, we can ensure his death!"
The goateed old man released a green supernatural aura, condensing into a green dragon silhouette around his body.
"The Green Saint! Qian Wanguan!" Bei Xiao uttered the old man's name after seeing his aura.
"Hmm, your grandfather didn't teach you well. I'll teach you, then send you to the afterlife to meet your grandfather," Qian Wanguan said, raising his hand.
The green dragon silhouette formed a giant dragon claw that seized Bei Xiao.
Bei Xiao's werewolf form, as tough as steel, was as fragile as paper in Qian Wanguan's grip.
"Ahh! You can't kill me! You and my grandfather were best friends!" Bei Xiao said painfully, unable to breathe in the dragon claw's grip.
"When your grandfather went astray, we were no longer friends. I killed your grandfather back then with my own hands, and today I'll kill you with my own hands, reuniting you with your grandfather in the underworld," the Green Saint Qian Wanguan said with a smile, causing Yan Dongxu's back to break out in a cold sweat.
This old man was undoubtedly a vicious person who hid a knife behind his smile.
Ah!!!
Bei Xiao's bones shattered with a cracking sound, about to meet his demise.
Suddenly, a black light pierced through, attempting to shatter the dragon claw silhouette.
"Heh heh heh! As expected, you couldn't resist interfering," Qian Wanguan chuckled, the four old men beside him vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Yan Dongxu's pupils constricted violently, realizing that Cheng Xin had not left and even wanted to rescue Bei Xiao.
"Sure enough, the old pepper is still spicy. I was wondering why that old man was so strong but didn't give Bei Xiao a quick death. Turns out he was fishing!" Qian Wanguan said, shattering Bei Xiao's body, then piercing Bei Xiao's brow with his finger before leaving.
"Zhou Quan, take Yan Dongxu to the Alliance's medical room. He consumed so many golden pills; his meridians can't withstand it. Once the drug effects wear off, he'll be in bad shape."
Zhou Quan nodded, unhesitatingly leaving with Yan Dongxu.
"I'm fine, I feel great now, I don't need treatment," Yan Dongxu declined, still concerned about Liu Xinyu and unwilling to go with Zhou Quan.
"I won't harm you. Don't believe me? I can seal one of your meridians for you to experience it."
Zhou Quan tapped on his body twice.
The area between the two points felt like it was being twisted by a knife, instantly causing Yan Dongxu to break out in a cold sweat, curling up in mid-air, not daring to move.
He told Zhou Quan Liu Xinyu's location and asked him to bring her along.
Afterwards, they went to the Alliance's medical room.
Lying on the sickbed, Yan Dongxu felt a surge of pain, his entire body aching with increasing intensity.
Ah!
He was about to be driven insane, feeling like he had been thrown into a vat of oil.
"Well, well, we meet again so soon."
A familiar voice sounded beside the bed.
Yan Dongxu felt exasperated, silently cursing that it was Zhao Yunyun!
"Get out! I don't want to see you," Yan Dongxu said hoarsely, his voice raspy from the intense pain.
"Tsk tsk tsk, still angry?" Zhao Yunyun said with a smile, her fingers tracing over his body.
Zhao Yunyun's fingers felt like knives, amplifying the pain wherever they passed.
"Just you wait!" Yan Dongxu growled.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. You really risked your life, consuming so many golden pills at once. Weren't you afraid of being blown up?" Zhao Yunyun said, her green supernatural energy flowing.
Soon, the pain in Yan Dongxu's body began to subside.
He felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but make a humming sound, feeling like he was bathing in a spring breeze, extremely relaxed.
"Don't underestimate the potency of those golden pills. I drew several bags of your blood yesterday, yet you've already recovered," Zhao Yunyun said with a smile.
Yan Dongxu, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly became alert, eyes wide open. "You only drew my blood?"
"Of course, what did you think I would do to you?"
"Then why did you change my pants?"
"After examining your leg muscles, I helped you put your pants back on. But yours were too difficult to wear, so I changed them for you."
Yan Dongxu's eyelids twitched, thinking this was a strange situation that made him overthink.
Soon, his body fully recovered thanks to Zhao Yunyun's unparalleled healing ability.
"How's Liu Xinyu?" he asked with concern.
"Don't worry, she woke up early and is waiting outside, worried about you. I deliberately didn't let her in, letting her worry about you for a little longer," Zhao Yunyun said nonchalantly, her hands in the pockets of her white coat. "Bye bye. Don't overexert yourself tonight," she added with a wink before leaving.
Yan Dongxu: "..."
He stretched his body, feeling fine, then went out.
Zhou Quan and Liu Xinyu were waiting for him at the entrance.
"Are you really okay?" Zhou Quan asked with concern.
"I'm fine now, feeling great. Was Cheng Xin captured?" Yan Dongxu asked about the matter he cared about.
"No! She got away! That woman is too cunning. Even with the old masters' intervention, they only severely injured her. In the end, she slipped away," Zhou Quan said regretfully.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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.”
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!
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】
