Outside Lakeside Town.
Boom——
The footprint completely formed by the Fire of Secret Source was already within reach.
If one were to look down from a high altitude at this moment, they could clearly see a long trail of enormous fiery footprints stretching from the direction of the volcano all the way to Lakeside Town.
A series of inaudible howls continuously rippled through the night sky.
It seemed as if an invisible giant was steadily approaching the town.
...
"It's time to visit an old friend."
Lynn wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiling as he strolled forward.
All troubles originated from the gods.
He wasn't sure when it started, but every time his emotions became overwhelming, he would smile.
He kept smiling, as if doing so could suppress those emotions deep within him.
He had seen many dead people.
Enemies, friends, family, lovers, acquaintances—few had survived until now.
Sometimes, he really didn't want to recall those memories.
Because in his memories, everywhere was filled with the dead.
"In any case, Galord, you were indeed a fool just like me. Since we're both fools, I'll help you settle this debt too."
Lynn smiled.
With a single step, he covered a thousand meters.
His figure instantly appeared on the city wall of Lakeside Town.
His memory of the King of Secret Source was still from the eve of the Divine War a thousand years ago.
He vaguely remembered.
On the eve of the great battle, to counter the descent of the gods, he personally went to the King of Secret Source's secluded retreat and convinced him to come out.
Of course, this involved a fair amount of coercion, persuasion, deception, and trickery.
He still recalled the helpless words the King of Secret Source had spoken when he was forcibly brought here.
"Lynn, you bastard, if you want to die, don't drag me along! I've been hiding for tens of thousands of years, and you're throwing me into the fire!"
"Hehehe, is that so? Since a hundred years ago, I've seen you gathering Secret Source, accumulating power. Do you dare to say you weren't waiting for this day?"
"I... I was preparing to hide even deeper. Winter is coming soon; can't I stock up a bit more for the season?"
"Coward →_→"
"Coward says who?!"
"Coward says you!"
"Oh, so the coward is saying me."
"......"
"In any case, Lynn, I can accompany you on this gamble. I know the hatred in your heart, but I still want to remind you that gods are gods because they are invincible."
"If we lose this time, then we truly have nothing left."
"If we win, I'll treat you to a drink—authentic Lin En's Special Mystic Source Wine!"
Damn it! Darn it, can you stop mentioning that wretched wine of yours? Last time I drank it, I was vomiting and had diarrhea for decades. Do you know how much Secret Source I lost?!
Whenever Lynn thought of those memories before the Divine War, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift.
During the Divine War, he was targeted by the gods and died too early. When he resurrected decades later, he wasn't sure what had happened afterward.
However, since he could sense the King of Secret Source's presence this time, it meant that at least he had survived.
After all, he was the ultimate survivor!
How could someone who had hidden for tens of thousands of years die so easily?
And just at that moment.
Boom——
Another loud explosion echoed from outside the town.
A massive footprint appeared beyond Lakeside Town.
Here it comes!
Lynn immediately looked up, smiling faintly as his figure slowly floated into the air, standing tall in the sky.
"Brother! Long time no see. Do you still remember this old man?"
Lynn's slightly teasing voice rang out.
Then, he released a portion of his suppressed aura.
In an instant.
The entire Lakeside Town seemed to freeze. Just a part of his aura caused the space here to warp as if it couldn't withstand it.
The invisible giant seemed to have sensed the change in the surroundings.
The massive footprint stopped for the first time and didn't move forward again.
Vaguely.
Lynn could feel a gaze falling upon him.
Lynn smiled as he faced forward, saying:
"It's me, Lynn."
...
A brief silence.
It was as if time itself had frozen.
But it only lasted for a few seconds.
Boom——
The massive fiery footprint appeared on the streets of Lakeside Town, and the invisible giant directly passed through Lynn, as if it hadn't heard his words.
What was eerie was that.
When the massive footprint touched the houses on the street, it passed through them without causing any damage to Lakeside Town.
As if they were in two completely different yet overlapping worlds.
Lynn frowned slightly.
He sensed something was amiss.
"Source King, didn't you hear me? What's wrong with you?"
But Lynn still received no response.
The footprint lifted again.
Heading toward the church at the edge of Lakeside Town.
Lynn's eyebrows shot up, sensing something strange.
In an instant, he stretched out his hand, gently wiping over his eyes. The glow of Secret Source instantly flickered in his vision, then extended to his ears.
And in the next moment, through the perspective of Secret Source, he finally saw the scene before him clearly.
And at that very moment, he was stunned.
"This..."
What appeared before him.
Was a towering flame giant several hundred meters tall.
Its body was entirely constructed from flame energy, with Secret Source auras constantly emanating from it.
At a glance, he recognized it.
This invisible flame giant was the King of Secret Source's favorite form during battles.
But at this moment.
Countless massive chains were wrapped around its body, with the other ends of the chains extending far into the sky from where it had come.
Gurgle——
Gurgle——
The chains seemed alive.
One could see streams of Secret Source being drawn out from its body by the chains.
With every step it took, the chains tightened, causing its entire body to twist and deform.
"Roar——"
A roar that shook the entire night sky.
Under Lynn's gaze, the massive flame giant roared, stretching out its enormous hand toward the church in Lakeside Town.
But as soon as its hand touched the church.
The church instantly glowed with blinding divine light.
Boom——
Accompanied by ripples.
The flame giant's hand was directly shattered into countless fragments.
A shrill and painful wail.
And at that moment, Lynn finally saw everything clearly.
A massive cage spanning the heavens, extending from the church all the way to the horizon, covering the entire sky.
"I... am guilty..."
The flame giant's throat emitted a hoarse and hollow voice.
Its arm slowly regenerated, roaring again as it charged toward the church.
Boom——
Its body was repelled once more.
But it still stubbornly stood up, hollowly attempting to break through the cage.
"I... repent..."
Boom——
Boom——
One attack after another, one failure after another.
Lynn stood in mid-air, trembling as he watched all this, his hands clenching tightly. A surge of indescribable, violent anger swept over him like a tidal wave.
"I... beseech... Your forgiveness..."
The King of Secret Source raised its massive flame hand, hollowly lifting it toward the sky.
Its legs heavily knelt down.
Pulling the countless chains rooted in its body, its head heavily struck the ground.
"I beg... for your understanding..."

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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.”

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."