[Fighting alone and without their patriarch holding the fort, the Shen family's defeat was inevitable.]
[The only reason the war lasted for five years was because the Dragonkin didn't want to kill the Shen family members; they tried to capture as many alive as possible.]
[After conquering the Star Domain, the Dragonkin put special shackles on all the Shen family members, rendering them unable to use their martial power.]
[Then, they began to enslave them, using the resources in the Star Domain to forge all sorts of bizarre things.]
["Some were forced to forge certain beads, while others seemed to be building massive altars. I don't know what these things are..."]
[You figured that these so-called beads were the spirit orbs used to spawn the Five Elements Fiends.]
[That explained why the fiend army was seen descending from the sky; they were dropped directly from the Star Domain.]
["How did you manage to escape?"]
["It was the Yao race. They broke through the blockade of the Void Barrier and slaughtered their way into the Star Domain! We took advantage of the chaos to escape, but every star in the Star Domain was controlled by the Dragonkin. With nowhere to run, we had no choice but to risk our lives and jump down through the gap in the Void Barrier opened by the Yao race..."]
"The Yao race really is a great helper!"
Outside the simulation, Chen Yi firmed his resolve to prevent the war between the two races in future simulations.
Not only was the Yao race strong, but more importantly, they truly harbored a deep hatred for the Dragonkin.
There was absolutely no need to worry about them pulling any shady tricks once they went to war with the Dragonkin; they would go all out, one hundred percent!
[With eyes full of hatred and unwillingness, Shen Yufeng passed away.]
[You gently closed his eyes, which had refused to shut in death.]
[Right now, the Five Domains could barely handle the fiend army.]
[How were they supposed to deal with the Dragonkin wielding bizarre cannon weapons?]
[Even though the various factions had already guessed from previous clues that a realm war was coming.]
[No one expected it to arrive so quickly. The Five Domains hadn't even caught their breath from the war with the Yao race.]
[And it was even more unexpected that the Star Domain would be the first to fall.]
[Fundamentally, the current Human Realm possessed no conditions to wage a realm war whatsoever.]
[The Five Domains, the Shen family, the Holy Lands, and the Yao race were like a sheet of loose sand—lacking a backbone and a leader.]
[You looked up at the sky, already knowing the truth in your heart.]
[In this lifetime, the Human Realm would be defeated!]
[You alone could not shake the rolling wheels of history.]
[Hope would have to be left for the next simulation.]
["The Seven Luminaries Immortal Array..."]
[The blood-stained paper the Empress left you before she died had a formation drawn on it.]
[A formation that required seven Martial Gods to activate!]
[You didn't know much about formations, so you couldn't fully comprehend how to set this one up.]
[But you memorized it.]
[Right at that moment, several black dots appeared in the sky.]
[The black dots rapidly expanded in your vision, becoming clear.]
[Sharp horns, fleshy wings, fangs, and scales of various colors—it was the Dragonkin!]
[Over a dozen Dragonkin, carrying black cannon barrels on their shoulders, flapped their wings and hovered in mid-air.]
["Hey! Look what I found! A Class-A target, Chen Yi!"]
[You heard one of the Dragonkin mention your name.]
[They were speaking the language of the Human race.]
[Although their pronunciation wasn't quite standard, understanding them wasn't an issue.]
[This also indirectly reflected just how thorough their preparations were.]
["A mere Sixth Realm cultivator is worthy of being called a Class-A target? Did the higher-ups make a mistake?"]
["Who cares! None of you fight me for him! This merit is mine! Whoever tries to steal it, I'll definitely shoot them with a cannon while they sleep!"]
["Oh, brother, I'd rather the thing you shoot me with from behind be a 'Magic Bullet Cannon'..."]
[The commoners on the ground were terrified upon seeing the Dragonkin. They scattered in an uproar, fleeing in all directions.]
[The soldiers of the Fiend-Slaying Army gripped their weapons tightly. Riding their fine Northern steeds, they spread out their formation, drew their bows, and nocked their arrows, just waiting for your command.]
[A short and chubby Dragonkin swooped down, raised the Magic Bullet Cannon in his hands, and fired a shot at you.]
[You saw it very clearly—a physical artillery shell distinctly flew out from it.]
["Isn't it a pure energy body?"]
[You channeled the Star River Divine Technique, gently raising your hand to control gravity.]
[The shell's flight trajectory deviated slightly, brushing past your shoulder and hitting a low mountain behind you.]
["Rumble!!"]
[The earth shook, and the low mountain vanished, turning into a scorched, massive crater!]
[The power was indeed tremendous.]
[But if it was a physical shell, logically speaking, as the signature Heaven-tier martial art of the Shen family, even if not everyone could learn the Star River Divine Technique, their experts should certainly know it. It shouldn't have been...]
[Oh snap, damn it, there is no gravity in the Star Domain!]
[The Dragonkin were simply too insidious.]
[They had calculated every last detail without missing a beat!]
[The Dragonkin who attacked you recognized your move.]
["This kid also knows the Shen family's martial arts. Could he be a Shen family member?"]
[The short, chubby Dragonkin put away his Magic Bullet Cannon, flapped his fleshy wings, and flew at top speed. Aiming the pair of sharp horns on his head at you, he turned himself into a living cannonball, trying to ram you to death.]
[You stood as unmoving as a mountain. On your aged face, there was three percent composure, three percent calmness, and ninety-four percent sheer contempt.]
["Hahaha! Look! He's already so scared by me that he doesn't dare to move! What 'strongest race of the Void Realm'? It's an empty reputation! Just a bunch of cowards!!"]
[Leaving a trail of afterimages in mid-air, the short, chubby Dragonkin viciously crashed into... your fist!]
["Bang!!"]
[Your punch was so fast that no one could see it clearly.]
[A single punch smashed into the back of this guy's neck, hammering him directly into the dirt beneath your feet. Most of his body was smashed into the ground, leaving only his tail and feet exposed.]
[The Dragonkin in the sky were collectively shocked.]
["What?! Maham is also at the Sixth Realm. How could he lose to an unarmed Human!"]
["No wonder he's a Class-A target. The higher-ups really never make mistakes."]
["Maham, come back! You are no match for him!"]
[Maham couldn't come back.]
[You grabbed his two feet and hoisted him out of the dirt. With a squeeze of your fingers, he couldn't break free no matter how desperately he struggled.]
["Bastard! You actually hid your true cultivation level, playing the pig to eat the tiger, huh?! Bah! In front of our Dragonkin race, you..."]
["Riiip!!"]
[Holding onto his feet, you tore him in half right down the middle.]
[His internal organs and intestines spilled out all over the ground with a splash.]
[The scene was so visually impactful that both the soldiers of the Fiend-Slaying Army and the Dragonkin stood frozen on the spot.]
["Ah!! You actually destroyed my physical body!! Damn it!!"]
[The Dragonkin could continue to live even without a physical body.]
[Thinking he had the element of surprise, Maham in his soul state burst out from the corpse. Waving his claws with a blood-red cold gleam, he slashed toward your neck.]
["Whoosh!"]
[Only a gust of wind brushed past. You were completely unharmed.]
[Maham was dumbfounded.]
[Others couldn't see soul bodies, but the Dragonkin could.]
[Seeing that the soul-state Maham's full-power strike couldn't even ruffle the corner of your clothes, the Dragonkin in the sky momentarily suspected that Maham was just putting on a show and hadn't really launched an attack.]
["What's the situation?"]
["Maham, what the hell are you doing!"]
["There's something off about this Chen Yi..."]
[What happened next shocked them even more.]
[You suddenly struck out, grabbing Maham's head and viciously smashing it against a large boulder to the side.]
["Bang! Bang! Bang!"]
[Destiny's Trio!]
[If it sounds good, it's a good head!]

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'!"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

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.”

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!