In an instant.
His countless giant mouths suddenly let out one piercing howl after another.
The entire Moonlily City trembled instantly.
Cracks appeared one after another on the city walls, the earth shook, and the sky was shaken.
The Blood Domain Demon Lord's putrid and bloody body walked step by step toward Moonlily City.
Boom—
Boom—
With each step he took, the ground around him became withered and fractured.
The unrestrained demonic energy emanating from his body continuously disturbed the stability and order of this world.
Screams erupted throughout.
Panic spread, and fear permeated.
This was also his purpose for coming to this city.
Because after exactly one thousand years of observation, he had finally found the location of half of the Great Lord of Violet's divine authority.
"It's right..."
In an instant, he grinned grotesquely and suddenly extended countless tentacles.
At that moment.
Vivian suddenly turned around, face pale, looking toward her towering castle.
Crack—
The entire castle split open with a fissure.
No!
Not just the castle!
But the entire earth.
And in the next moment, she suddenly saw with terror that in the deepest part of that crack.
A broken, rusty crown was gradually being drawn out by that mysterious force.
Ancient and dilapidated.
Though it emanated no power fluctuations, just one glance at it made one's heart tremble.
"That... that is..." Vivian retreated in fear.
The wind whistled past Lynn's hairline.
Lynn's lips curled into a smile, saying: "Don't be afraid, it's just a memento left behind by your magnificent ancestor."
"Just a crown from an ancient era."
Lynn grinned.
Casually tossing a strawberry into his mouth.
Chewing.
Crimson juice splattered.
And at that very moment, that dilapidated crown was drawn by the Blood Domain Demon Lord, shooting toward his direction.
The countless eyeballs of the Blood Domain Demon Lord revealed indescribable fanaticism and greed.
If only he could devour this half divine authority!
He could become a king-level demigod!
He could stand at the peak of the abyss, he could challenge those high and mighty, unchanging orders of ten thousand years!
Roar—
He released his terrifying power, frantically drawing the crown toward himself.
But at this moment.
Just as the crown was flying over the city area.
Snap—
A crisp snap of fingers.
Very light, so light it seemed almost inaudible.
But his body suddenly shuddered, as if that snap had sounded directly from the depths of his soul.
And at the instant that snap sounded.
He suddenly saw in astonishment.
The entire sky suddenly froze, all was silent, the whole world seemed to suddenly be caught in a freeze-frame of time.
Time seemed to have stopped.
Everything became a gray backdrop.
And in that boundless silence.
He tremblingly saw a hand.
An utterly ordinary hand.
That hand slowly grasped the dilapidated crown.
Hum—
And at that instant.
His soul suddenly felt a tremor, an inexplicable tremor that seemed to directly crush his origin.
That was...
That was the pressure of a king-level demigod!
And in Moonlily City.
Vivian stared dumbfounded at the youth standing before her, watching as he grabbed that dilapidated crown as easily as reaching into a bag.
In an instant.
Her vision blurred.
For a moment, she seemed to see a tall and mighty man standing there, wearing a battle robe engraved with the Violet family crest, wearing a crown symbolizing the king of all kings on his head.
A stirring from deep within her bloodline made her whole body tremble uncontrollably.
That was...
That figure was...
"No! Absolutely impossible!!"
The countless faces on the Blood Domain Demon Lord's body let out sharp, terrified howls in unison.
Those howls seemed to contain countless anger, terror, and disbelief.
He didn't believe it!
He absolutely didn't believe it!
This aura was... this aura was...
"Great Lord of Violet!! You're still alive!!" he screamed.
And the moment he finished screaming, he burst forth with the fastest speed of his life without any hesitation.
Suddenly turning around, howling and frantically rushing toward the massive spatial gate behind him.
That bloated body continuously twisted, continuously accelerating.
Fear made him feel as if his entire body was crumbling inch by inch.
A being who dared to declare war on the gods!
A being who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the First King of the Abyss!
Why in the countless years past did none of the demons of the abyss dare to step into this world...
Why did even the ten great kings acknowledge this world as forbidden...
That was because...
That was because...
Crack—
Just as he was about to step into the spatial gate, his body suddenly froze in place.
His sticky and bloody body gradually turned to stone, gradually changing from vibrant colors to black crystal.
There in the city district of Moonlily City.
Vivian stared blankly as that powerful man extended his hand.
His pupils glowed faintly, his fingers flexing slightly.
Just a movement between his fingers.
Crack—
Crack—
Before the spatial gate, the crystallized body of the Blood Domain Demon Lord crumbled inch by inch, turning to dust inch by inch.
Crash—
Without even having time to say a word, his body disintegrated in that instant.
Faintly visible.
A crimson core emanating an incomparably evil aura slowly appeared above those shattered crystals.
That was the Blood Domain Demon Lord's essence.
It was the origin he had cultivated over countless years.
Lynn beckoned.
That core immediately flew toward him, and during its flight, its appearance continuously changed, and by the time it landed in his hand, it had transformed into a bright strawberry.
Hum—
Vivian's mind instantly went blank.
She stared dumbfounded at this scene, having even stopped thinking.
And at the moment she was lost in thought, that tall and mighty figure she seemed to have seen earlier disappeared like the wind.
Then she saw the youth turn sideways, his pupils looking at her from the corner of his eyes, saying:
"Take good care of your family's belongings from now on."
He casually tossed that old crown toward her.
The crown kept turning in the air.
Its appearance also kept changing.
By the time it landed in Vivian's hands, it had become a kawaii hair accessory.
Vivian stared blankly at the accessory in her hand, mumbling:
"You are the Great Lord of Violet, you are my ancestor... aren't... you?"
Lynn casually tossed the strawberry in his hand upward.
Nom.
Swallowed in one bite.
Lynn dusted off his hands, stretched lazily, and said with a smile while chewing:
"Great Lord of Violet? Hehe, I just borrowed his past power! After all, it's a demon lord level monster, without divine authority..."
Lynn turned sideways, his lips curling into a smile as he said:
"It would be impossible to kill him."
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!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.
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.”
