Yet under the suppression of the grand formation, and while facing three red-robed cardinals of the same level, he was instantly forced into an absolute disadvantage!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The violent clashes reverated throughout the underground city.
Huo Zhenshan was driven back step by step, and before long, several wounds deep enough to expose bone had appeared across his body!
“Die!”
The leading red-robed cardinal seized an opening.
A gigantic blood-red blade, dozens of meters long, condensed in his hand. Carrying terrifying might capable of tearing space apart, it came crashing down toward Huo Zhenshan’s head!
There was no way to dodge this strike!
Huo Zhenshan’s pupils contracted sharply, and a trace of despair flashed through his eyes.
Could it be that this old man was going to meet his end here today?!
At this critical moment—
“Thunder Shadow Starfall Step.”
A calm voice suddenly rang beside Huo Zhenshan’s ear.
The next second—
A black afterimage appeared out of thin air in front of Huo Zhenshan, as if it had teleported there!
Without any flashy movements, the figure merely raised his right hand.
A dark-red spear, coiling with the phantom image of a gray-black dragon, instantly condensed into existence!
The Spear Intent of Soul Forging!
He thrust upward with tremendous force!
Clang—!!!
The deafening clash of metal against metal seemed capable of ripping apart one’s eardrums!
That blood-red blade, powerful enough to cleave Huo Zhenshan in two, shattered into a sky full of blood-colored motes of light the instant it came into contact with the spear’s edge—
as though it had struck an immovable primordial divine mountain!
The red-robed cardinal was sent flying backward hundreds of meters by the terrifying recoil. The web between his thumb and forefinger split open, and blood sprayed from his mouth!
The entire battlefield fell deathly silent.
Huo Zhenshan stared blankly at the black figure standing in front of him.
His mind instantly short-circuited.
That silhouette… that spear intent…
“Su Yuan?!”
Huo Zhenshan cried out in shock.
Su Yu turned his head. His cold, hard face—disguised by the Thousand Forms Concealment Technique—was devoid of expression.
“Elder Huo.” Su Yu gave a slight nod in greeting.
Huo Zhenshan was dumbfounded.
He widened his eyes and pointed at Su Yu.
“What are you doing here too?!”
“Wait!”
Huo Zhenshan suddenly reacted. He glanced at the number-one Heaven-grade private room from which Su Yu had just emerged.
“That magic core… was it you who put it up for auction?!”
“You sold the magic core?!”
Su Yu nodded as if it were only natural.
“It wasn’t of much use to me. I figured I’d exchange it for some spending money.”
Huo Zhenshan felt his vision go black, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Not of much use?!
That damn thing was a Demon Saint-grade magic core—something powerful Martial Emperors would be envious of!
And you call it “not of much use”?!
But clearly, this was not the time to dwell on that.
Huo Zhenshan took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the shock and urge to complain surging in his heart.
He stared intently at the three red-robed cardinals regrouping across from them, his expression exceptionally solemn.
“Su Yuan!”
“These bastards came prepared!”
“You and I must join forces and kill them here as quickly as possible!”
“Otherwise, once the grand formation is fully activated, the consequences will be unimaginable!”
Su Yu said nothing. He merely tightened his grip around the spear in his hand.
However—
Before the two of them could make a move—
Crack!
The void at the center of the grand formation suddenly shattered with a thunderous crash, like a mirror breaking apart!
A deep-abyssal pressure ten or even a hundred times more terrifying than that of the three Demon Cardinals combined poured down instantly, like a black ocean bursting through a dam!
Three terrifying demonic shadows, each hundreds of meters tall, forcibly squeezed through the spatial rift!
Three Demon Saints!
Their true bodies had descended!
And above the heads of those three Demon Saints, a gigantic palm formed entirely from pure darkness, blotting out the sky and the sun, was slowly reaching through the rift!
The fatal strike empowered by the Demon Emperor—
had arrived with a thunderous roar!
At this moment, time itself seemed to stop throughout the entire underground city of the Dark Web.
The pressure of destruction caused the souls of everyone present to tremble!
Six Saint-level combatants!
And an attack from a Demon Emperor spanning across dimensions!
The situation had completely spiraled out of control!
“It’s over…”
Huo Zhenshan stared at the enormous black hand blotting out the sky, his face instantly paling to the color of paper.
Despair.
An unprecedented despair.
He had never imagined that the Abyssal Cult would prepare so many contingencies just to kill a single Su Yuan!
This was no longer a matter of facing grave danger.
This was certain death!
Su Yu raised his head and looked at the slowly descending hand of the Demon Emperor.
There was not the slightest trace of fear in his deep eyes.
Instead, they began to blaze with astonishing battle intent!
An attack from a Demon Emperor?
Perfect.
It would be just the thing to test how overbearing the Great Desolate Starfall Dharma Aspect was after he had completed his deductions and brought it to perfection!
Within Su Yu’s body, the billion points of dark-gold divine blood began to boil furiously!
He was just about to draw his spear and unleash his full power—
when, at that moment—
a broad, callused hand, warm and stained with fresh blood, suddenly pressed down on Su Yu’s shoulder!
Huo Zhenshan grabbed Su Yu and pulled him behind himself!
“Get back!”
Huo Zhenshan’s eyes were bloodshot. Like a crazed lion driven into a desperate corner, he roared furiously at Su Yu.
“You’re only a Martial Spirit! What are you trying to prove?!”
“Do you really think that killing a severely wounded Demon Saint makes you invincible under heaven?!”
“That is an attack from a Demon Emperor! Anyone it touches will die!”
Huo Zhenshan clenched his teeth hard as the hundreds of billions of units of qi and blood within him began to burn recklessly, without regard for the consequences.
His hair instantly turned snow-white, and his vitality began to drain away at an alarming rate!
“Listen carefully!”
“I’ll hold them off!”
“Use your concealment technique and do whatever it takes to break out of here alive!”
Huo Zhenshan roughly shoved the magic core he had purchased earlier, along with his storage ring, into Su Yu’s hands.
A tragic, resolute determination filled his eyes.
“You are the future of humanity!”
“You’re only eighteen years old, yet you possess the potential to become a Martial Emperor!”
“As long as you survive, Great Xia will still have hope!”
“Go!”
Accompanied by a roar that shook the heavens—
Huo Zhenshan gave Su Yu no chance to explain.
He burned away his entire origin and transformed into a dazzling meteor, charging fearlessly toward the world-destroying hand of the Demon Emperor!
Boom—!!!!!
An explosion of unimaginable terror erupted in midair!
The blinding light temporarily robbed everyone of their sight.
However—
the disparity in strength was ultimately an impassable chasm.
Even after burning away all his vitality, Huo Zhenshan remained as fragile as an insect trying to stop a chariot before that fatal strike empowered by the Demon Emperor.
One second!
He did not even last a full second!
Crack!
Huo Zhenshan’s indestructible Martial Saint body instantly rang with the dense sound of breaking bones.
His chest collapsed over a wide area!
He vomited a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his organs. His entire body was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, blasted away at ten times the speed at which he had charged forward!
He slammed heavily into the ruins, creating a bottomless crater!
The Martial Saint Huo Zhenshan had been crippled, his strength reduced by more than half!
And although the Demon Emperor’s hand had dimmed considerably after defeating Huo Zhenshan, it still carried terrifying aftershocks powerful enough to annihilate any Martial Venerable.
It came crashing down toward Su Yu’s position!
“Su Yuan!!!”
Lying amid the ruins, Huo Zhenshan—unable to move even a single finger—let out a shrill, despairing howl.
It’s over!
That attack was far too terrifying!
Even after blocking most of its power himself, the remaining shockwave was still absolutely beyond what a Martial Spirit could withstand!
The peerless prodigy of the human race…
Was he really going to perish here after all?!
Huo Zhenshan shut his eyes in agony, two murky trails of bloody tears sliding from their corners.
And yet—
The scene he had expected, of Su Yu being blasted into a mist of blood, never came.
Boom!
The violent shockwave slammed into Su Yu!
Dust and smoke billowed in every direction!
But—
When the dust finally settled,
Su Yu was still standing quietly in the same spot.
He had not even altered his grip on the spear in the slightest.
That terrifying shockwave, powerful enough to annihilate a Martial Venerable, had not even managed to ruffle the hem of his black windbreaker!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
