The Great Demon God Guming…
Was injured?!
The corners of the Great Demon God Guming’s eyes twitched violently.
The shock in his eyes had completely transformed into sheer horror!
His defenses had been breached?!
He was a mighty stellar-grade powerhouse with thirty thousand drops of Origin Blood!
Yet he had actually been wounded by an ant with only eleven drops of Origin Blood?!
How was this possible?!
There was nearly a three-thousandfold difference in strength between them!
What kind of heaven-defying martial will was this?!
What kind of monstrous combat talent was this?!
If this boy condensed a hundred drops of Origin Blood… or a thousand drops…
Would he be unable to withstand even a single spear thrust from him?!
Fear.
The Great Demon God Guming, who had lived through countless eras, actually felt a trace of fear deep in his heart—a feeling he had not experienced in ages.
“This boy…”
“Must die!!!”
“Absolutely must not be allowed to live past today!!!”
The Great Demon God Guming let out a furious roar.
His killing intent surged like an ocean!
The entire Abyssal Plane trembled beneath that killing intent.
He no longer held anything back.
His hands moved frantically in front of his chest, forming seals.
All thirty thousand drops of Origin Blood boiled completely!
He was going to unleash his innate divine ability!
He was going to erase this entire star region outright!
Along with that boy, along with the human world behind the spatial rift—
everything would be wiped out!
Not even a speck of dust would remain!
“Divine ability!”
“Great Annihilation!!!”
Rumble!
Endless black light of destruction condensed in the Great Demon God Guming’s hands, transforming into a miniature black hole capable of devouring everything.
The shadow of death enveloped everyone.
Deep within the ruins,
Su Yu struggled to his feet.
Most of the bones throughout his body were broken, and blood had soaked his casual clothes.
The radiance of his eleven drops of Origin Blood had dimmed considerably.
Yet there was still very little fear in his deep eyes.
He was merely thinking nonstop, searching for a way to break out of this desperate situation.
At the instant the black hole of destruction in the Great Demon God Guming’s hands was about to crash down—
Buzz!
Without warning.
Without the slightest fluctuation of energy.
The entire noisy, violent Abyssal Plane, filled with an aura of destruction,
suddenly…
lost all color.
It turned into a world of absolute black and white.
The wind stopped.
The dust that had been kicked into the air froze in place.
The terrified expressions of the countless Demon Emperors remained rigid on their faces.
Even the black hole of destruction in the Great Demon God Guming’s hands, which had been expanding wildly,
came to a complete halt.
Space had stopped!
Time had frozen!
This was an absolute power beyond the comprehension of a stellar-grade existence!
“What?!”
An expression of extreme terror flashed through the Great Demon God Guming’s dark eyes.
He desperately tried to circulate his thirty thousand drops of Origin Blood.
But—
they did not move in the slightest!
He felt as though he had been sealed inside amber like an insect. Even the movement of his thoughts had become incomparably sluggish!
Step.
Step.
Step.
Clear footsteps rang out abruptly in this absolutely frozen black-and-white world.
A tall, slender figure clad in a loose black robe slowly emerged from the ranks behind the Demon God.
He released no earth-shaking aura.
Nor did any violent vital energy spill from his body.
But the moment he appeared,
the laws of heaven and earth throughout the entire Abyssal Plane bowed before him.
Lu Xinghe.
He did not even glance at the arrogant Great Demon God Guming frozen in the sky.
Nor did he pay any attention to the countless demonic armies in the heavens.
Instead, he walked straight toward the ruins.
He stopped in front of Su Yu.
Lu Xinghe lowered his head slightly. Beneath the hood, his deep eyes quietly studied Su Yu, who was covered in blood.
There was undisguised admiration and astonishment in his gaze, along with a faint trace of jealousy.
“Eighteen years old.”
Lu Xinghe’s voice was gentle as he spoke.
“You’ve never used any heavenly treasures.”
“You tempered your Origin Blood purely through your own efforts.”
“You haven’t even awakened a divine ability.”
“And yet you managed to cross nearly three thousand levels of power and injure a stellar-grade Demon God through martial will alone.”
Lu Xinghe shook his head, a helpless smile curling at the corners of his lips.
“Your talent…”
“Is so freakish it makes me want to curse.”
Hearing this, Su Yu slightly furrowed his brows and warily studied the mysterious man before him.
He could sense it.
This man was incredibly strong.
Strong to an absurd degree.
He was countless times stronger than that so-called Great Demon God Guming in the sky!
“Who are you?” Su Yu asked.
Lu Xinghe did not answer directly.
He turned around.
Then he slowly raised his head and looked toward the Great Demon God Guming, who was frozen high in the sky.
“Who I am isn’t important.”
“What matters is that you are human.”
“And that means this bunch of Abyssal vermin don’t get to touch you.”
As soon as he finished speaking,
Lu Xinghe slowly raised his right hand.
He extended his index finger.
Across the distant void,
he pointed at the Great Demon God Guming’s enormous, boundless demonic body.
Then he flicked his finger lightly.
He used no martial technique.
Nor did he unleash any spectacular radiance.
It was merely—
one million drops of Origin Blood!
Absolute suppression through black-hole-level mass!
“Break.”
It was an utterly ordinary word.
Bang.
Like puncturing a fragile bubble,
the Great Demon God Guming’s indestructible stellar-grade demonic body,
along with the thirty thousand drops of Origin Blood he had always been so proud of,
did not even have time to let out a scream
before exploding into dust beneath the horrified gazes of the entire demonic army!
A breeze swept past.
Ashes to ashes.
He had been killed in an instant.
A complete and utter instant kill!
The stagnation of space was lifted.
Color returned to the world.
Thud.
At that moment, the countless Demon Emperors and hundreds of Demon Gods all collapsed limply to the ground.
They were scared out of their wits.
He was dead?
The invincible Great Demon God Guming had been erased with nothing more than a flick of someone’s finger?!
Below,
the survivors, Qin Fuhai and Chu Zhan, lay sprawled on the ground.
They stared blankly at the black-robed figure who had casually killed a stellar-grade Demon God with a single flick.
Their minds had completely crashed.
Human?
The black-robed man had just said that he was human too?!
Chu Zhan swallowed hard, feeling as though his entire worldview had been ruthlessly ground into the dirt.
Humans…
could actually possess such a terrifying supreme powerhouse?!
The Abyssal Plane fell silent.
A silence so oppressive it made one’s scalp prickle.
In midair,
Lu Xinghe had flicked a stellar-grade Great Demon God into oblivion.
Then,
he slowly turned his head.
The deep eyes hidden beneath his hood swept across the densely packed Abyssal demonic army trembling in the sky.
Tens of thousands of Demon Emperors.
Hundreds of Demon Gods.
Under Lu Xinghe’s gaze, they seemed to have had all their strength drained away. They could not even summon the will to flee.
“Obstructive.”
Lu Xinghe’s tone was flat.
He slowly raised his right hand.
The wide sleeve of his black robe swept lightly through the void.
It was like brushing dust from a tabletop.
Buzz!
An intangible fluctuation that defied description instantly swept across the entire Abyssal sky.
In the heavens,
the once-arrogant million-strong demonic army
did not even have time to scream before, under that single sweep,
their massive demonic bodies and indestructible demonic armor
shattered inch by inch!
They turned into dust that filled the sky!
A breeze swept past.
The sky of the entire Abyssal Plane was instantly cleared.
Only countless demon cores, glittering with a ghostly light, remained, falling like a torrential rain and clattering against the desolate earth.
The battlefield had been cleared.
A complete and utter clear-out!
Below,
amid the ruins,
the two Nation-Guarding Martial Emperors, Qin Fuhai and Chu Zhan, stared blankly at the scene before them.
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!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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.”
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.
