“How could a place like this possibly possess such a physique!?”
Moke’s eyes slowly widened. He even began to wonder whether he had mistaken what he was seeing. Yet the terrifying battle intent radiating from Ye Chen, along with his ever-strengthening aura, perfectly matched the legendary Battle Saint Physique.
This was a true Saint Physique—an existence that could be called invincible among those of the same realm. In a mere lower plane like the Xuanhuang Realm, not only had a True Dragon Physique appeared, but now there was also a Battle Saint Physique that existed only in the ancient records of the Shamo Clan!
“What secrets does the Xuanhuang Realm hold?”
Moke suddenly felt that the Xuanhuang Realm was far from being an ordinary lower plane. Perhaps even when it had first entered the vastness of outer space, it had not yet been at the height of its glory.
The mere existence of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree was enough to place the Xuanhuang Realm above nearly every other lower plane. Even the ancient races of the universe possessed no treasure as miraculous as the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree.
Yet the Xuanhuang Realm had not only the divine tree, but also powerful physiques such as the True Dragon Physique and the Battle Saint Physique.
Moreover, he could vaguely sense that the cultivators of the Xuanhuang Realm—especially those whose cultivation had surpassed the Saint Realm—seemed to possess even stronger fortunes than those heaven-defying races of the universe.
When all these factors were combined, they were more than enough to prove that the Xuanhuang Realm was anything but simple.
“Forget it. I’ll report all of this to the higher-ups later and let them investigate.”
Moke’s figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Ye Chen. He extended one hand and lightly clenched it. A powerful force of Saint Essence instantly bound Ye Chen’s body.
Boom!
Ye Chen’s brows furrowed, and his expression stiffened. As his body was injured, the battle intent surrounding him grew even more violent.
“Stop struggling. Although you possess the Battle Saint Physique, it has only just awakened and hasn’t even reached the Lesser Completion stage. You still have no ability to resist me.”
No matter how powerful the Battle Saint Physique was, Ye Chen had only just entered the Saint Realm. As Moke had said, his Saint Physique had not even reached Lesser Completion. How could he possibly cross multiple levels of cultivation and fight a Quasi-Emperor?
“Don’t worry. I won’t kill you. I’ll take you back to the Shamo Clan. A heaven-defying treasure like the Battle Saint Physique can only display its true power in the hands of my Shamo Clan.”
Moke’s eyes were filled with greed. He had originally planned to graft Huangfu Yunteng’s True Dragon Physique onto himself, but now that an even more powerful Battle Saint Physique had appeared, he naturally had no interest in the True Dragon Physique anymore.
Of course, with sufficient resources, the True Dragon Physique could also evolve into a True Dragon Saint Physique. However, the resources required would be astronomical. Even with the Shamo Clan’s profound foundation, they could not force such an evolution in a short period of time.
The True Dragon Physique could simply be left for another member of the Shamo Clan.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Just as Moke was imagining himself awakening the Battle Saint Physique in the future, leading the Shamo Clan to sweep through the universe undefeated, crushing the other races with a turn of his hand and dominating the cosmos, an aura that inspired infinite terror suddenly erupted.
He abruptly turned toward the source of the disturbance and saw Nangong Wan radiating an aura that did not belong to this world. A faint glow had appeared in her chest.
“Roar—!”
A misty aura wrapped around the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. The souls of the two flood dragons seemed to have received some kind of energy enhancement, instantly evolving into the souls of two true dragons. Their resounding roars echoed through the heavens, and with a single strike, they shattered the dragon scales covering Huangfu Yunteng’s body.
A massive wound tore through his torso, and blood sprayed out as if from a ruptured spring.
“Ah!”
Huangfu Yunteng’s face twisted in pain as he let out a sharp scream and rapidly retreated.
“How is this possible!?”
His eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Nangong Wan, unable to believe that someone who had only just stepped into the Saint King Realm could actually shatter his dragon-scale defense!
At that moment, Nangong Wan’s face was deathly pale, and the energy she had expended was equally terrifying. The faint glow in her chest gradually faded away.
The power of the Immortal Bone was truly frightening. Aside from allowing her to ignore bottlenecks and cultivate at incredible speed, the bone itself possessed immense might. However, even though she had already entered the Saint King Realm, she was still unable to fully draw upon its power.
She clearly sensed that even if she exhausted all her strength, she could barely mobilize a trace of the Immortal Bone’s might.
Yet that tiny fraction of power had allowed her to injure a Quasi-Emperor while crossing an entire major realm.
No wonder her master had repeatedly warned her that after ascending, she must never let anyone know she possessed an Immortal Bone. The higher her cultivation became, the more deeply she could sense just how terrifying the Immortal Bone truly was.
Smack!
Moke flung Ye Chen aside and fixed his gaze on Nangong Wan. Gooseflesh rose all over his body, and even his soul seemed to tremble.
“This... this can’t be...”
Upon closer inspection, Moke appeared to be trembling faintly. It was impossible to tell whether he was afraid or excited. His expression was rigid, and his mind seemed to have completely stalled.
“Could this be... an Immortal Bone!?”
“Impossible! How could the Xuanhuang Realm possibly give birth to something like this? Could an immortal have appeared in the Xuanhuang Realm before!?”
Moke was filled with disbelief as he considered the power Nangong Wan had unleashed.
That terrifying aura had merely leaked out in the slightest amount, yet it had left him completely incapable of resisting. He had never sensed such an aura even from the ancestor of the Shamo Clan.
There was only one possibility: the level of power she had used surpassed that of an existence like the Shamo Clan’s ancestor.
With that thought, Moke was seized by overwhelming excitement. His body trembled uncontrollably.
“If that really is an Immortal Bone, then this trip will have been more than worth it!”
Before an immortal, even a miraculous treasure like the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree—which could grow without limit—would have to stand aside.
At that moment, Moke had completely abandoned any thought of invading the Xuanhuang Realm. All he wanted was to hurry over, remove the bone from Nangong Wan’s body, and install it in himself.
“Xuanhuang Realm! You really know how to surprise me!”
Moke flashed to Huangfu Yunteng’s side. As he looked at the wound that had yet to heal and sensed the faint aura that even he found terrifying, the greed in his eyes grew stronger.
He turned toward Nangong Wan, whose face was pale, and asked, “Human, was the power you used earlier the legendary Immortal Bone?”
Nangong Wan merely glanced at him before taking out several pills and placing them in her mouth. She had no intention of speaking to him at all.
“My lord, you’re right. She does possess an Immortal Bone! I never imagined that a mere bone could be so powerful!”
Huangfu Yunteng glared viciously at Nangong Wan. In the Xuanhuang Realm, the fact that Nangong Wan possessed the aptitude of an Immortal Bone was no secret. The various major powers were all aware of it.
However, everyone had merely believed that the Immortal Bone was a rare talent, representing an aptitude that was exceptionally gifted even by the standards of the world. No one had known how powerful the Immortal Bone truly was.
After all, the cultivators of the Xuanhuang Realm were still far too distant from the realm of immortals. To them, such existences were no different from ancient legends and myths.
“Hahahahahaha! The heavens truly favor my Shamo Clan!”
Moke revealed an incomparably sinister smile. His face twisted grotesquely with laughter, and his exaggerated appearance was so unnerving that Huangfu Yunteng even took several steps back, thinking that he had gone mad.
“Little girl, an Immortal Bone isn’t something a mere native of the Xuanhuang Realm like you can protect. So... allow me to keep it for you!”
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?"
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?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
