The Four Great Heavenly Demons reacted with extreme swiftness, each employing their supernatural powers to swiftly disengage from the battle.
Among them, only Bai Bo was somewhat slower, as Huang Miao's strike had truly been quite heavy.
Fortunately, he could still manipulate space. Bai Bo reached out, swiftly tore open a spatial rift, and was about to step through.
Huang Miao's expression was ice-cold.
Escape would come at a price.
The spiritual sword in Huang Miao's hand shone brilliantly, a radiant light swirling upon it.
It was as if a long moon descended, capable of leveling mountains and shifting seas.
Extremely sharp spiritual power shot forth like a shuttle, arriving instantly beside Bai Bo.
Bai Bo naturally sensed it but did not look back, merely using the weapons in his two left hands to block.
Without a doubt, this somewhat panicked flight would incur a cost.
The two hands Bai Bo extended for defense were directly shredded into nothingness, but it allowed him to put considerable distance between himself and the threat.
The Tribulation Transcension cultivators from the Taidao Sect of the Western Oxen Continent also sped towards Xu Linglong and the others.
Huang Miao's figure pressed forward rapidly; the encirclement was nearly complete.
Chu Xingchen observed the imposing momentum and finally discerned the situation. These were indeed reinforcements. He couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh of relief.
He had thought his preparations were sufficient, but he never expected... Xu Linglong to have such a move up her sleeve.
They truly came close to...
Bai Xuanling gripped her long sword tightly, watching as several beams of Tribulation Transcension light continued to press towards the Heavenly Demons. She did not join the pursuit.
If the formation were still intact, she would have fought to hinder them even at the risk of the seal collapsing. But now, with the formation gone, her presence wasn't crucial.
She turned her head, her gaze falling on Chu Xingchen, who stood in place looking considerably more relaxed, and said with a smile:
"Kid, I have to say I didn't expect you to be so resourceful. From what I see of Xu Linglong's methods, it seems she usurped authority. For a Heavenly Demon to use such a method, the price she must pay is no small matter."
After speaking, Bai Xuanling raised an eyebrow, waiting for Chu Xingchen's self-aggrandizement.
This kid was never modest when praised, only ever piling on more boasts—'This? This is nothing. A trivial matter, easily handled.'
But after a moment, Chu Xingchen did not reply, his gaze also fixed in Xu Linglong's direction.
Bai Xuanling frowned slightly, sensing something amiss:
"Chu Xingchen, did you hear me?"
Unfortunately, this question also received no response.
"You're not deceiving me, are you?" Bai Xuanling looked at Chu Xingchen with a dangerous glint in her eyes.
Chu Xingchen's expression remained calm, offering no reply.
Bai Xuanling stretched out her hand horizontally in front of Chu Xingchen.
This time, Chu Xingchen reacted, glancing sideways at Bai Xuanling:
"What's wrong?"
"You are still..." Bai Xuanling only uttered two words before raising her hand to write in the air.
[Are you still trapped in an illusion?]
Chu Xingchen looked at the floating characters and managed to recognize them. Seeing no point in further concealment, he said:
"Yes. Currently, I'm relying on the Primordial Chaos Dao-Stabilizing Dual Qi Pearl to identify people. I can't hear what you're saying. Apart from specific individuals, I probably can't recognize anyone else."
"But at least my life is intact. There's always a way to resolve this."
Bai Xuanling gently pursed her lips and reached out to pat Chu Xingchen's shoulder, but immediately noticed that Chu Xingchen showed no reaction to the patting motion either.
This was almost no different from having his five senses sealed.
However, since it was an illusion, it should be breakable. The problem wasn't insurmountable.
Chu Xingchen suddenly asked:
"The reinforcements weren't arranged by me. Are they cultivators from the Taidao Sect of the Western Oxen Continent?"
Bai Xuanling continued writing in the air—[Yes. If not you, was it Daoist Yuyang?]
Chu Xingchen shook his head slightly:
"Let's inquire after this matter is concluded... but I fear the situation in the Western Oxen Continent has changed dramatically."
Bai Xuanling said no more, merely standing silently by Chu Xingchen's side, her gaze also turning towards Xu Linglong's direction.
Cultivators capable of ascending to the Tribulation Transcension stage possessed not only exceptional aptitude but also first-rate, top-tier minds.
There was no need for excessive communication; the moment they began to act, they coordinated seamlessly.
Xu Linglong and the other demons were ultimately surrounded.
In an instant, a formation rose again, directly encircling Xu Linglong once more.
Huang Miao took the lead, charging into the formation to engage in battle.
Over a dozen Tribulation Transcension cultivators joined forces to suppress them. As Tribulation Transcension experts from the Eighteen Immortal Sects, even if some were only at the early stage, their combined efforts created a scene of near-total one-sided dominance.
Bai Bo looked at the Tribulation Transcension cultivators surrounding them, feeling the relentless, gap-less barrage of attacks.
He glanced sideways at Xu Linglong, who was fighting and weaving through the fray, and suddenly sent a mental transmission:
"If we all try to escape, the most likely outcome is that none of us will make it. Xu Linglong, I saw you observing Chu Xingchen's expression. He also looked very surprised. This is probably someone else's doing. His preparations are likely still en route."
"Once we're thoroughly entangled, none of us will get away."
"In a moment, I will tear open a spatial path for you. I will stay behind to cover your escape."
Xu Linglong's gaze contorted, but for a moment, she could not speak.
Chi Guo and Zhong Su also looked calmly at Bai Bo.
Bai Bo let out a heavy sigh. His form changed once again, and black infernal flames began to slowly burn upon his body.
Xu Linglong and the other demons understood immediately—Bai Bo was burning his origin blood.
"One must accept defeat." Bai Bo stood firm, continuing to fight while transmitting, "I know you will surely win the next encounter for me. Xu Linglong's plan was excellent. Do not blame her."
Bai Bo's figure once again pressed menacingly before Huang Miao, his weapons swinging down in a seemingly ordinary strike.
Yet this ordinary-looking blow forced Huang Miao into a frantic retreat.
Boom!
The strike hit the ground, shattering mountains.
The shockwaves radiated outwards, causing the formation to tremble.
Huang Miao narrowed his eyes, his vigilance heightened to the maximum.
This strike...
With an angry roar, Bai Bo's hands ignited with black flames. He hurled his weapons in all directions towards those maintaining the formation.
No one dared to directly block these space-shattering projectiles.
The grand formation dissipated for an instant.
Though it reformed almost immediately, it gave Bai Bo the opening to tear space once more.
Bai Bo punched, blasting open a spatial fissure.
Chi Guo and Zhong Su did not hesitate; their figures plunged into it and vanished.
Xu Linglong gripped her long bow tightly and also let out a furious shout. Another giant arrow of origin power materialized. Her origin blood instantly ignited, staining the bow's body.
She drew the bow and released.
The next moment, Xu Linglong's figure also leaped into the spatial fissure.
A smile appeared on Bai Bo's face. Ignoring the attacks from behind, he merely raised a hand and folded space before the giant origin arrow.
That folded space was directed straight at Chu Xingchen.
Huang Miao naturally reacted. His spiritual treasure long sword instantly shot towards the origin arrow.
Another long sword also pierced completely through Bai Bo from behind, leaving a gaping hole in his torso.
Bai Bo's gaze swept over Chu Xingchen but ultimately settled on Bai Xuanling.
Because Bai Bo's actions were conspicuous, many of the Tribulation Transcension cultivators also focused their efforts on countering the giant origin arrow.
Although it was still teleported away, its power was greatly diminished, at least to a level Bai Xuanling could handle.
Yet another sword pierced through Bai Bo's body, but he seemed to have given up resistance, his furious gaze fixed intently on Bai Xuanling and Chu Xingchen's direction.
Bai Xuanling's expression remained composed as she raised her sword to block.
White light blossomed, tinged with a hint of crimson.
Seeing that touch of crimson, the smile on Bai Bo's face widened. He slightly raised a finger, and a beam of black light shot towards Bai Xuanling.
The black light was extremely swift, but Huang Miao had been on guard, positioning himself directly in its path and coldly swinging his sword to block it.
Yet, in the next moment, the black light passed right through.
Huang Miao watched with profound astonishment as the black light shot past before his eyes.
This black light was not composed of energy...
It was... intent.
"Chu Xingchen! Block it for Bai Xuanling!"
Huang Miao's roar was loud.
But Chu Xingchen remained standing motionless.
Bai Xuanling, her hands braced against the massive arrow of origin, was fully engaged, pouring all her spiritual power into resisting the clash.
Her gaze flickered, watching as that wisp of black light sped straight toward her.
And struck her directly.
Bai Xuanling let out a soft sigh and, with a swing of her sword, severed the massive arrow of origin.
Well then, she and Chu Xingchen were now about equally miserable.
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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.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"