“Caw——”
After the soul fusion of the Three Celestial Venerables collided with it, Wuxiang’s twisted body emitted a piercing sonic wave.
Something inside Wuxiang seemed to be trying to burst out; its body bulged forward in some places and backward in others.
It grew ever more grotesque, its form swelling to a thousand meters in height!
“Shiiiii—”
With jets of white steam spraying from its surface, Wuxiang’s distorted body finally stabilized.
Now, it had taken a vaguely humanoid shape, its outer layer a hard, metallic surface like a suit of armor.
It bore sharp horns on its head, a tail behind it, and its eyes and face resembled those of the Dragon-Human race.
“Clang—”
Wuxiang tore off its left hand with its right, transforming the limb into a pitch-black war halberd.
Then a new left hand grew back.
It studied its new hand for a moment, seemed to find it imperfect, and with a thought, turned it into a razor-sharp claw, gleaming with cold light.
You arrived at Shen Qingshan’s side.
Shen Qingshan sighed.
“The Dragon-Human Celestial Venerable has gone mad. To win, he even sacrificed himself!”
Towering as you now stood, Shen Qingshan looked like a mere speck beside you.
Shen Qingshan proposed resuming the original plan: lure Wuxiang to the outer seas and seal it temporarily.
Studying Wuxiang, which now appeared so human-like, you spoke with concern.
“That trick probably won’t work anymore…”
Wuxiang’s voice came as a chorus of the Three Celestial Venerables.
“Chen Yi!! Though we die, we have bestowed consciousness upon Wuxiang! Let us see how you stop Wuxiang from destroying the human realm!”
With these words, Wuxiang swung its war halberd.
The blade’s icy radiance struck from the coastline all the way to a mountain range ten thousand li away. The earth shattered, the ground collapsed, and the sea reversed its flow!
Floodwaters roared in, waves rising over ten meters high!
With immeasurable power, Wuxiang kept sinking the land, aiming to drown the continent in seawater.
Remember the old warrior king of the Soaring Freedom Sacred Land, the one who was curious and had nothing better to do?
He flew for years and still never reached the ocean’s edge!
Shen Qingshan grasped Wuxiang’s intent.
“It’s trying to flood the continent! Block the waters!”
Shen Qingshan led a host of Martial Sages, charging to the front of the flood, using their own cultivation to resist the brute force of nature and hold back the deluge.
Wuxiang laughed arrogantly, flickering to a distant point thousands of li away, and resumed smashing the continent.
“Let’s see how much you can hold back!”
The halberd struck against a suit of armor.
You made no move to attack. Instead, you let Wuxiang’s blow land on your body clad in the Mountain River Armor.
“Hahaha! Chen Yi! You’re out of tricks!”
Hearing the voices of the Three Celestial Venerables, you grew furious.
You knew they were already thoroughly dead.
This monstrosity was fundamentally still Wuxiang.
Wuxiang had devoured them, mimicking them.
And now, their obsessions and grudges tainted Wuxiang, shaping its current state.
“Damn it! I can’t fight back—how am I supposed to win?”
Wuxiang’s earth-shattering force came crashing down on you, burying both you and the halberd deep beneath the ground.
“Boom!!”
The lush forests shattered, the ground sank, the crust fractured, and rubble flew thousands of meters into the air!
Seawater poured in through this breach once more.
The floodwaters thundered across the land, rushing from the west coast toward the nearest region: the Western Wastes.
Lives were swallowed by the flood; the land turned into a white ocean.
The homes of the Western Wastes’ people collapsed, countless drowning in the waters.
Martial artists could barely protect themselves, but the flood moved faster than they could flee, and soon they were all submerged.
Only Martial Kings could take to the skies, temporarily escaping the waters.
Watching the flood surge endlessly eastward, some Martial Kings who could have fled chose instead to stay and fight it!
They dove into the waters, using all they had learned to resist the raging tide, until they were completely overwhelmed.
Entering a state of unity between heaven and man, your spiritual awareness expanded manyfold, covering the entire Western Wastes.
Seeing those horrors and those magnificent sacrifices, your heart burned with urgency.
“Seven Luminaries Immortal Array!”
You were forced to play your final card.
“Great Fiend! Awaken quickly, help me form the array!”
You called upon the mark the Great Fiend had left on you, rousing him.
“Elder Shen, forget the flood! Rise to the star domain and take your position!”
Shen Qingshan glanced back at the Martial Sages still struggling in the waters, grit his teeth, and left his post to ascend to the star domain.
You left too.
Staying here could not defeat Wuxiang; you had to activate the Seven Luminaries Immortal Array.
Soon, you flew to the Celestial Ridge.
Beneath its many peaks lay buried the remains of dragons and phoenixes.
On the way, when you passed over the capital of the Great Qian Empire, you informed Li Chengqian to awaken Li Wentian’s power.
“Hu Tian’gong! Awaken the dragon and phoenix!”
Hu Tian’gong emerged from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
He already knew all that had transpired.
For him, this moment was agonizing.
Reviving the martial-god-level power of the dragon and phoenix required more than just the demon souls stored in the banner.
To serve as array eyes, that would not be enough.
They needed living beings.
Furthermore, those serving as array eyes risked being consumed.
In other words, if they won this battle, the balance of power between humans and demons in the human realm would tip—the demons would no longer pose a threat.
Still, Hu Tian’gong hesitated only briefly before beginning his magic to summon the power of ten thousand demons.
All those calculations meant nothing unless the human realm survived.
If Wuxiang annihilated everything, talking about the demons’ future was pointless.
Thus, the seven martial-god-level array eyes now included Shen Qingshan, Li Wentian, the Great Fiend, the Dragon God, and the Phoenix God. Two more were still needed.
Li Lingyue?
She was still in seclusion, striving to break through to the martial god realm.
Where could they find two more martial gods?
You shook the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, releasing two souls.
Qing Tai!
Can Xing!
These two—the first Dragon-Human earth venerables to fall—could not be converted by kindness, and so had been sealed in the banner all along.
“Lao Wan! Convert them!”
The Ten Thousand Soul Banner gave a bitter laugh.
“Bro, haven’t you tried this a dozen times? And asked Old Shen to try too—no dice! Their souls are too strong.”
Qing Tai gloated.
“Heheh, human scum! Think you’re so tough just ‘cause you’re huge, huh? Trying to refine me? You can keep dreaming for your next life! Hahaha!”
You swung your fist down!
“Boom!!”
“Convert!”
“Boom!!”
“I said convert!”
“Boom!!”
["Reform him, now!!!"]
[Reformation successful.]
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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?!
