A rainbow covered the sun, and a demonic wind swept through.
Dust flew up like a waterfall, and disaster fire swept through the mountains and forests.
Yunze stood in the sky, looking at the sounds of struggle rising from all sides in shock, as if the entire Yunmeng Lake had started to fall into chaos.
For a moment, it was impossible to see where Yunmeng Lake was still a pure land.
"Give the order! Go to the town!"
Yunze's voice was forced out of his throat:
"As long as they haven't planned to rebel! Go to the town! Persuade those who can be persuaded, and kill those who cannot be persuaded!"
The demons below didn't dare to reply, but after receiving the order, they immediately went in all directions.
Although there were also struggles in Yunmeng Lake, it was at least controllable. Before the disputes broke out at this moment, it had no useful news at all.
Just overnight, fires broke out all over Yunmeng Lake.
There is no doubt that this must have been carefully planned by humans or demons.
Yunze's eyes were suspicious and murderous. The question now was, who did it?
Was it Zheng Zhaoling who felt that she was in the way and joined forces with other big demons to replace her, specially playing this trick?
Or did Yunmeng Pavilion plan to take back all control of Yunmeng Lake to respond to the pressure from Chu Xingchen?
Yunze only felt that there was malice all around now.
Sure enough, Zheng Zhaoling's words are untrustworthy! Or! No one is trustworthy!
Yunze didn't hesitate too much and immediately planned to get up to suppress the riot at this moment.
No matter what the purpose was, this sudden riot must be stopped first.
After all, if others are allowed to push the plan forward as usual, then what greets her will definitely not be a good thing.
It would not think that Yunmeng Pavilion is a good thing either.
If pushed too hard, it would abandon everything and go to Chu Xingchen!
Yunze's figure surged, and just as she was about to transform into her true form to first intimidate this group of damned lower demons, she saw a rainbow light approaching in the blink of an eye.
The rainbow light dissipated, and Zheng Zhaoling revealed her figure and stood in front of Yunze.
Seeing this, Yunze stopped her movements, and at this moment, she stared at Zheng Zhaoling with cold eyes and said:
"Fellow Daoist, are you planning to stop me?"
"Stop you from what?" Zheng Zhaoling frowned and said coldly, "The two Supreme Elders of Yunmeng Pavilion have already been sent out by me to assist the human race. Let me ask you, is this turmoil incited by you?"
"Do you intend to harm my Yunmeng Pavilion?!"
Yunze sneered, and her sarcastic gaze swept over Zheng Zhaoling:
"There's no need to play dumb like this. What benefit is there for me to have the turmoil reach this point? To play the thief crying catch the thief right now is underestimating me too much, treating me like a fool to coax?"
"If your Yunmeng Pavilion truly intends to disregard face and the former alliance treaty, then use some open and aboveboard methods."
"As expected, there are no wrongly called names in the world - the Eighteen Demonic Sects!"
Zheng Zhaoling's expression remained calm, and she just spoke indifferently:
"According to the alliance treaty, without the sect's order, elders cannot participate in Yunmeng Lake. Now that the situation is considered an internal turmoil, I can only arrange for them to protect the human race and cannot intervene in the situation."
"Since it's not you, then let's have fewer verbal disputes. Since you plan to quell the turmoil, then I will travel with you. I am not a stationed elder and am not restricted. Whether it is or not, there will naturally be time to distinguish afterwards."
Hearing these words, Yunze took two deep breaths, and her expression softened a lot:
"Then please lend a helping hand, Fellow Daoist!"
The two words "helping hand" were pronounced very heavily by Yunze.
After saying that, the light around Yunze gradually rose, and the white-scaled body appeared. A white snake with a white body and red eyes revealed its figure, but not only that, a pair of long wings also spread from Yunze's body.
Zheng Zhaoling narrowed her eyes and recognized the true identity of Yunze in front of her - the Soaring Snake.
The Soaring Snake transformed by Yunze had a huge figure. Its figure surged, and it flew into the air with an angry shout, like a dragon's roar, intimidating all directions.
This was not some phantom of the Soaring Snake, the residual power left behind after the True Dragon dissipated in the past.
But a genuine True Soaring Snake.
It is said that when the True Dragon shattered, apart from destiny, there was also true charm circulating in all directions.
Various living beings pursued it, but there were not many living beings that could truly withstand the true charm of the Divine Dragon.
In the East Sea, there is a turtle with a lifespan of a thousand years, which shares a portion and is called the Black Tortoise.
In the North Sea, there is a bird that bathes in fire and does not die, which shares a portion and is called the Vermilion Bird.
Further down, there is the White Tiger and so on. There are also people who share a portion of the Divine Dragon's true charm, called Tianyi Guiren.
As for exactly how many lives received this blessing, how they received the blessing, how they passed on the blessing, and what titles they have passed down to the present, it is somewhat vague.
The detailed records back then were also due to the calamity being too tragic. Only records that seemed true but were not true were left behind, making it difficult to distinguish true from false.
Nowadays, the Vermilion Bird and the Black Tortoise have only remained legends in the past thousand years, and only the older generation says they have seen them with their own eyes.
The White Tiger is even more long gone.
The Divine Dragon's true charm inherited by the human race has also long been cut off.
The ones that inherited the true charm of the True Dragon in the past are still active, and the only ones that people can find are the equally rare Flood Dragons.
No wonder Yunmeng Lake also plays this set of era inheritance. It turns out that the true body of the God of Yunze in Yunmeng Lake today is unexpectedly the Soaring Snake from the legends.
And it's the living kind.
This level of rarity also far exceeds the Flood Dragon.
No wonder Yunmeng Pavilion keeps the identity of the God of Yunze absolutely confidential. I'm afraid that just based on Yunze's true body alone, it's enough for Yunmeng Pavilion to independently build a Yunmeng Lake to support Yunze.
After all... Yunze's body must still have the true charm of the True Dragon circulating on it.
Seeing this, Zheng Zhaoling also smiled bitterly in her heart. No wonder Yunmeng Lake is the core interest of Yunmeng Pavilion. Even under so much pressure, they still have to fulfill the agreement, and no one has raised any objections to stably supplying Yunmeng Lake for a thousand years.
She has only been a core disciple for a short time. She really hasn't gone to understand some truly core matters, nor does she know, or perhaps it hasn't reached the level where they think she can be informed.
This time going back, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as just a punishment.
Zheng Zhaoling raised her hand, and the two short knife spirit treasures at her waist were unsheathed, and her figure also went to assist Yunze.
Now there can be no delay. For Yunmeng Pavilion, Yunze's safety is particularly important.
She can only hope that Cui Hao moves faster and resolves all this before the matter is quelled.
Otherwise, she can only ensure that Cui Hao and his group can leave Yunmeng Lake.
Zheng Zhaoling looked towards the west with a sharp gaze - she also only hoped that Cui Hao truly came to save the people of Yunmeng Lake, and not to covet things he shouldn't covet.
Otherwise, even to the ends of the earth, this matter will not rest.
Chen Baiqing stood in the air, slightly raising her hand, controlling the Azure Sky Treasure Ring to shuttle through the grand array.
In just a moment, this carefully crafted grand array was almost completely dismantled by the Azure Sky Treasure Ring.
The array's effect was very good, but it was also considered a low-level array.
The Azure Sky Treasure Ring was not good at deceiving people, but deceiving an array was simple enough.
This array was like nothing in front of Chen Baiqing.
As the array was about to shatter, Lu Lingyi, Wang Chuan, and Li Zhuhua had already charged into it.
Chen Baiqing's gaze swept over. There were a total of twenty-seven people, sixteen of them at the Golden Core stage, nine at the Nascent Soul stage, and two with cultivation around the early stage of Soul Formation.
Those at the Golden Core level naturally didn't need to be cared about.
Those at the Nascent Soul stage were also just second-rate evil cultivators and couldn't withstand the charge and kill of Lu Lingyi and the others.
The really troublesome ones were the two Soul Formation cultivators, but with her methods, it was already enough to stall them.
Chen Baiqing raised her hand, and the Azure Sky Treasure Ring returned to her hand.
Just as she was about to first go and hinder the two Soul Formation cultivators, a completely different demonic power vibrated over.
Then came a dragon's roar.
Chen Baiqing's movements paused slightly, and she looked sideways.
In the distance, a soaring dragon took flight into the sky, and a hint of astonishment flickered across Chen Baiqing's face.
These creatures... there are actually some still alive?

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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."

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.”