Just as Huo Zhenshan closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death—
“You nearly destroyed my money-printing machine.”
Su Yu stepped forward and shielded Huo Zhenshan behind him.
He looked up at the Demon Flame Emperor, whose towering form reached a hundred zhang into the air.
“And you also blocked my way to the Abyss to mine for ore.”
Su Yu slowly raised his right hand.
He clenched it around empty space.
Bzz—!
There was no violent eruption of vital energy.
No earth-shaking pressure leaked into the surroundings.
Not even the hem of Su Yu’s casual clothes fluttered.
And yet—
The instant his right hand closed into a fist, the air throughout the underground chamber suddenly froze.
An indescribable, supreme aura of the Dao—one that transcended all laws—erupted from Su Yu and spread outward in a thunderous wave!
Qi-Resonance Spear Intent!
It had taken shape!
A long spear woven entirely from transparent laws appeared in Su Yu’s hand out of thin air.
A trace of confusion flashed through the Demon Flame Emperor’s enormous purple eyes.
What was this ant, who didn’t even have a trace of vital-energy fluctuation, trying to do?
Did he think he could scare this emperor with a broken stick?
“Ant, die!”
The Demon Flame Emperor couldn’t be bothered to waste any more words. His massive hand, wreathed in burning demonic flames, slammed viciously down toward Su Yu and Huo Zhenshan!
In the face of an attack powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth—
Su Yu merely raised the transparent spear in his hand.
He thrust it forward.
“Suppress.”
The two ordinary-sounding words left Su Yu’s lips.
Ssss—!!!
There was no deafening collision.
No dazzling explosion of energy.
The instant Su Yu thrust out that spear—
The enormous palm the Demon Flame Emperor had brought down suddenly stopped in midair for no apparent reason.
A moment later—
The Demon Flame Emperor’s massive body abruptly stiffened!
“What?!”
The Demon Flame Emperor let out an incredulous, terrified roar.
He felt it!
At that moment, the laws of heaven and earth had completely betrayed him!
They were no longer under his control. Instead, they transformed into countless invisible blades and, following the trajectory of Su Yu’s spear, tore relentlessly into his true form!
His words had become law!
Heaven and earth had resonated!
Pffft!
A transparent hole more than ten meters in diameter instantly pierced through the Demon Flame Emperor’s chest!
Dark-purple Emperor blood gushed out like a waterfall!
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
The Demon Flame Emperor released a scream of unimaginable agony.
His enormous body staggered backward and slammed heavily into the rock wall behind him, collapsing more than half of the underground chamber.
One spear!
Without even using his vital energy!
With nothing more than the resonance of his martial will—
He had directly pierced through a genuine Abyssal Emperor!
The Demon Flame Emperor was stunned!
He lowered his head and stared at the transparent hole in his chest that refused to heal, feeling the source power within him rapidly drain away.
His mind went completely blank.
How was this possible?!
How could humanity possess such a terrifying expert—someone who could directly command the laws of heaven and earth to annihilate an Emperor without even using vital energy?!
What the hell was this?
A god?!
“Roar!!!”
The agony of his damaged source, combined with his fear of death, sent the Demon Flame Emperor into an utter frenzy!
“This emperor refuses to believe it!!!”
“This emperor is an Emperor! This emperor is immortal and indestructible!!!”
The Demon Flame Emperor roared madly.
The purple flames in his eyes completely transformed into a crimson red.
“Forbidden Art: Demonic Disintegration!!!”
Boom!!!
Without the slightest hesitation, the Demon Flame Emperor burned all of the source power he had left.
He unleashed the most terrifying life-or-death forbidden technique of the Abyssal demons!
In an instant—
His already hundred-zhang-tall body swelled to twice its original size!
The purple demonic flames around him transformed completely into pure black laws of destruction!
His combat power doubled in that moment!
A violent storm of energy swept across the entire chamber.
Standing behind Su Yu, Huo Zhenshan was utterly dumbfounded by the scene before him.
He stared blankly at the Emperor who had been pierced through by a single spear.
Then he looked at the Emperor who had unleashed a forbidden technique, doubled his combat power, and now seemed capable of destroying the world.
Huo Zhenshan felt his very soul trembling.
It was over.
The Emperor was fighting for his life.
Who could withstand an Emperor whose combat power had doubled?!
“Su… Su Yu…”
Huo Zhenshan’s teeth chattered, and he could barely get the words out.
However—
In the face of the Demon Flame Emperor, who had unleashed a forbidden technique and now radiated overwhelming might—
Su Yu’s expression remained utterly unchanged.
He looked at the black demonic shadow roaring furiously before him.
Then he raised the transparent spear in his hand once more.
He didn’t even use that terrifying drop of source blood.
It was still nothing more than pure Qi-Resonance Spear Intent.
“Die.”
Su Yu flicked his wrist.
His second spear thrust forward.
Bzz—!!!
The moment that spear shot out—
The Demon Flame Emperor’s doubled, berserk aura was abruptly cut off, as if an invisible hand had clamped down hard around his throat!
It stopped dead.
The Demon Flame Emperor’s eyes widened in terror.
At that moment—
He felt it.
The entire world.
The laws of heaven and earth.
Even the remaining Abyssal laws within his own body—
Everything was opposing him!
It was as though the heavens had grown furious and were bringing down the harshest punishment imaginable to erase him completely!
“No… No…”
The Demon Flame Emperor let out a despairing wail.
Before that irresistible will of heaven and earth, his doubled power failed to hold out for even a second.
Boom!
Like an enormous balloon being punctured—
The Demon Flame Emperor’s colossal body began to shatter inch by inch in midair!
It turned into a sky full of black ash that scattered with the wind.
Reduced to dust.
Not even a trace of his soul remained.
Clang.
A crystal the size of an adult’s head, radiating a pure and heart-pounding fluctuation of Abyssal source power, fell from the air.
It landed heavily amid the rubble at Su Yu’s feet.
An Emperor-grade demonic core.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
In the underground chamber, which had been reduced to ruins, only the soft rustling of wind through the rubble remained.
Huo Zhenshan collapsed onto the ground.
His mouth hung open, and his eyes were wide enough to rival bronze bells.
He stared fixedly at the Emperor-grade demonic core on the ground.
Then, stiffly, he raised his head and looked toward Su Yu, who stood ahead of him without even breathing heavily.
Huo Zhenshan was completely dumbfounded.
His mind had crashed, and he had lost all ability to think.
What?
What the hell?
It was over just like that?!
That had been an Emperor!
An Emperor who had unleashed a forbidden technique and doubled his combat power!
And he was just… gone?!
Huo Zhenshan’s lips trembled violently. The finger he pointed at Su Yu shook as though it were having a seizure.
“You…”
“You just now…”
“You didn’t use your vital energy?!”
Huo Zhenshan felt as though his entire worldview had been dragged to the ground and ground beneath someone’s heel.
He was a Martial Saint!
He had seen it clearly!
During those two spear thrusts, Su Yu hadn’t displayed even the slightest fluctuation of vital energy!
“It was purely martial will?!”
Huo Zhenshan’s voice cracked, carrying a near-hysterical sob.
“What the hell is the level of your martial will?!”
“You killed an Emperor who had gone all-out with two spears without using vital energy?!”
Huo Zhenshan clutched his head with both hands. He felt that everything he had known about martial arts over the past hundred-plus years had been completely wasted.
He suddenly sprang to his feet.
“You brat!”
“Tell this old man the truth!”
“What the hell is your cultivation realm?!”
Su Yu shook his head.
He didn’t know what realm he was in, either. All he knew was that the Emperor seemed rather pathetic.
Su Yu bent down and picked up the enormous Demon Emperor–level magic core from the ground.
He wiped the dust off it.
Then, satisfied, he put it into his storage ring.
After that,
he turned around and looked at Huo Zhenshan, who had collapsed, then pointed toward the abyssal plane faintly visible beyond the rift.
His tone was calm.
“Your cultivation level doesn’t matter.”
“What matters is this.”
“Elder Huo, you said just now that the mineral veins on the other side of the abyss can mint five hundred trillion a day.”
A brilliant light flickered in Su Yu’s deep eyes.
“Let’s go.”
“Let’s mine those veins and bring the ore back.”
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
