Qin Zhantian turned into a streak of flowing light. The phantom of the Qilin behind him merged with his body, causing his power to skyrocket to its absolute peak.
The Evernight Sword tore through the sky. Ninety-eight emperor patterns lit up simultaneously on the blade, and its terrifying coercion made the entire martial arts arena tremble.
This sword strike contained all of his strength. The power of his vitality, spiritual energy, and emperor weapon were all pushed to their limits!
This strike was enough to slay any Body Integration Realm cultivator of this era. He wanted to let Qin Hao know that arrogance comes with a price.
However, facing Qin Zhantian's spiritually charged attack, Qin Hao merely curled his lips and said with a look of disdain, "Too weak!"
With that, Qin Hao took a step forward.
In an instant, the world around them fell deathly silent.
Everyone present saw the phantom of a swirling river of stars manifest behind Qin Hao.
This was not a simple spiritual energy manifestation; it was the natural materialization of vitality power condensed to the extreme. Billions of stars spread out behind him, each one twinkling with a crimson light.
That was the power of vitality flowing within, the roar of the origin of life!
"What!"
Let alone the ordinary disciples below the stands, even those Immortal King and Immortal Emperor ancestors who considered themselves highly experienced couldn't help but stand up abruptly when they saw the phantom of the starry river behind Qin Hao, their eyes filled with shock.
"This is vitality manifestation! Just like Qin Zhantian, this contemporary Emperor Son has touched upon this realm with only a Void Refinement Realm cultivation base!"
"You have to know that Qin Zhantian was able to reach this realm thanks to the First Ancestor continuously nourishing his physical body during the two epochs he was asleep, and he also integrated the Qilin bloodline to achieve it. The contemporary Emperor Son cultivated his physical body to such a level relying purely on himself? What kind of terrifying talent is this?"
"Indeed, moreover, his vitality did not manifest into an ordinary anomaly, but transformed into a river of stars. What kind of concept is this? For body cultivators, manifesting vitality into a dragon is already the peak, but this contemporary Emperor Son is clearly aiming to manifest his vitality into a realm, forming his own world!"
"Such terrifying talent in body cultivation is rare in the world. Let alone in our era of incomplete Great Dao, even if we look at the Immortal Ancient Epoch or an even earlier past, I'm afraid no one could reach the level of the contemporary Emperor Son!"
Among the one hundred and eight ancestors of the Qin family, Qin Wuya looked at everything on the arena with a smile on his face. He smiled at the other ancestors,
"I've said it before, the son of the First Ancestor might have some talent, but in front of my little Hao, it's still not enough."
"Ancestor, get the dragon egg ready. I was just worrying about not having a suitable gift to go to the Jade Pool to invite Little Hao's mother back. I was feeling sleepy, and you just handed me a pillow. Thank you."
Qin Wuya's words caused the First Ancestor's expression to darken. He snorted coldly, "What's the rush? The outcome is still uncertain."
On the arena, Qin Zhantian couldn't help but freeze when he saw the starry river phantom behind Qin Hao.
Emotions of shock and admiration spread across his heart.
"To think it's vitality manifestation, and it even faintly gives off the feeling of vitality manifesting into a realm, forming its own world. Is this guy a monster?"
After a brief daze, Qin Zhantian regained his fighting spirit. Carrying the Evernight Sword, he charged at Qin Hao once more.
"Take this!"
Qin Zhantian shouted loudly. The ninety-eight emperor patterns on the Evernight Sword lit up simultaneously. At this moment, the Evernight Sword was like an ancient volcano, but what it erupted with was not fire, but sword intent capable of crushing everything.
Wherever the blade passed, space began to fracture. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth started to churn violently, like water poured into a boiling oil pot. A stream of sword qi, carrying the momentum to sever everything, howled toward Qin Hao.
In the stands, a group of ancient prodigies and contemporary prodigies turned pale when they saw Qin Zhantian's strike. Asking themselves honestly, they could not block this sword.
Not only could they not block it, but this strike was enough to obliterate them entirely.
Qin Hao did not move, nor did he even raise his eyes. It was only when the sword qi approached within three feet of him, and its sharp sword intent left a fine white mark on his skin, that he opened his eyes.
Qin Hao merely took a deep breath, and then the phantom of the starry river behind him moved.
Within the phantom, billions of stars trembled simultaneously, each bursting with crimson light. That was vitality power, pure to the extreme, roaring, howling, and burning!
Qin Hao's vitality power was like an ocean, like a mountain.
The starry river phantom rotated around him as the center. Billions of stars transformed into a surging blood-red river, sweeping toward Qin Zhantian's sword qi.
The blood-red river was like a giant python, wrapping around the sword qi unleashed by Qin Zhantian from all directions. Every drop of the river water was materialized vitality power, continuously wearing down Qin Zhantian's sword qi.
Seeing his sword qi gradually weakening, Qin Zhantian shouted,
"Break for me!"
Immediately, he frantically poured spiritual energy into the Evernight Sword. On the Evernight Sword, the ninety-eight emperor patterns lit up brightly.
Following that, the sword qi wrapped in Qin Hao's vitality abruptly erupted with a piercing golden light.
The terrifying sword intent was like ninety-eight volcanoes erupting at the same moment. With an unstoppable momentum, it tore through the binding of Qin Hao's blood-red river from the inside.
Seeing his attack take effect, a flash of excitement crossed Qin Zhantian's eyes. The spiritual energy in his body surged into the Evernight Sword like a bursting dam.
"Boom——"
Accompanied by an earth-shattering explosion, the blood-red river could finally no longer withstand this violent sword intent and was forcibly torn apart. Countless traces of vitality power turned into a sky full of starlight, scattering in all directions.
Although the sword qi had been weakened by more than half, it still carried a fierce killing intent as it slashed toward Qin Hao.
Qin Hao did not retreat. Instead, he raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed a palm down against the sword qi.
"Bang——"
The sword qi struck his palm, producing a dull, loud thud. Qin Hao's figure swayed slightly, and the bluestone ground beneath his feet caved in with a crash, burying his legs directly into the earth.
A deep, bloody gash appeared on his palm, and fresh blood dripped down his fingertips.
Seeing Qin Hao injured, Qin Zhantian was overjoyed. In this initial clash, he was the victor!
"Clap, clap, clap."
Right at this moment, a round of applause rang out. Looking closely, the person clapping was none other than Qin Hao.
"Not bad, a little stronger than I imagined, but that's all. So, what are you feeling so smug about?"
Qin Hao's words instantly snapped Qin Zhantian back to calmness.
"That's right, what am I being so smug about? This kid's cultivation is not only a whole major realm lower than mine, but he is also bare-handed and didn't use any magical treasures. Meanwhile, I am holding a quasi-extreme emperor weapon."
"Moreover, if I wasn't mistaken, he didn't even use spiritual energy to block my full-powered sword strike just now! He relied entirely on the vitality power of his physical body to weaken my attack by more than half, and in the end, he forcibly caught my strike with his bare hand."
"If we were at the same realm, I'm afraid that even with an emperor weapon in hand, I wouldn't be able to contend against him relying purely on his vitality power. Just what kind of monster is this guy?"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
