"You... don't come any closer!"
Xiao Fan felt the aura erupting from Mo Tianxiao. Looking at the cracks on the golden bell, panic immediately set in.
He continuously slapped the golden bell with his palms, desperately trying to escape.
However, the lotus bomb he had just unleashed had consumed too much of his energy. Right now, he couldn't break open the golden bell at all and was firmly "protected" inside it.
Seeing Mo Tianxiao drawing closer and closer, Xiao Fan hurriedly shouted, "Senior Brother Wuxin! Senior Brother Jiechi! Hurry up and help me!"
Hearing this, Wuxin and Jiechi in the distance turned their heads, attempting to shake off their opponents to go help Xiao Fan.
"Don't even think about stopping my Senior Brother!"
Nangong Wan shouted loudly, her longsword glowing with divine light. She channeled the power of her Immortal Bone to the fullest, unleashing a sword strike that blasted towards Wuxin.
On the other side, the two demonic beasts from the Hundred Thousand Mountains seemed to go berserk, desperately launching attacks at the monk Jiechi to prevent him from interfering with Mo Tianxiao.
That bastard Xiao Fan dared to call their young miss trash; he was already seeking death!
Seeing this, Wuxin and Jiechi could only focus entirely on dealing with the opponents in front of them. As for Xiao Fan, he was on his own.
Clang!!
At that moment, Mo Tianxiao kicked the golden bell, erupting in a violent boom.
Bang!
In almost an instant, the golden bell could no longer withstand the force and shattered completely.
Mo Tianxiao's figure didn't pause; he raised his foot and kicked straight at Xiao Fan's head.
"Elder Yun, save me!"
Unable to dodge, Xiao Fan could only shout anxiously in his mind. In his current state, if he took this kick head-on, he might really die on the spot.
Bang!!
In the next instant, Xiao Fan's head was struck, and a terrifying force washed over him. He felt as if a massive mountain had treated him like a speed bump and crashed right into him.
His entire body turned into a shooting star and smashed into the ground. The earth trembled and cracked into a spiderweb pattern. Xiao Fan was completely embedded into the ground, knocked out cold on the spot.
Mo Tianxiao grabbed the Time Tower, his face slightly pale. Although this Demonic Emperor Armor was overpowered, its energy consumption was truly astonishing.
"This dog, he really didn't die after all?"
If it were an ordinary ninth-level Soul Formation cultivator, that kick would have knocked their brains out. Yet this Xiao Fan only passed out.
But it made sense. He had an old grandpa inside him who definitely wouldn't just watch him get kicked to death.
If it weren't for the fact that they were in a secret realm being watched by a Great Emperor's divided soul, that entity might have taken over Xiao Fan's body long ago and started a massacre.
[Snatching the opportunity of the Child of Destiny aligns with villainous behavior. Villain Points +1315!]
[Child of Destiny Xiao Fan's destiny has decreased. The probability of a successful kill has increased, currently at 25%!]
Fortunately, Xiao Fan's destiny was getting lower and lower.
"Nice kick! Brother Tianxiao is awesome!"
Seeing Xiao Fan getting kicked flying, Huang Xiaoyao was instantly thrilled. She immediately rushed towards Mo Tianxiao, lunging at him, and in the next second, she was hanging from his neck.
"Brother Tianxiao, you have no idea how bad Xiao Fan is. He actually called me trash!"
Seeing Huang Xiaoyao pouting, her face full of displeasure and tear tracks still at the corners of her eyes, Mo Tianxiao reached out and patted her head, saying:
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Xiaoyao, at most you're just a little silly; you're definitely not trash."
"Ah~ Brother Tianxiao, you're teasing me too!"
Hearing this, Huang Xiaoyao pouted even more, but she wasn't actually angry in her heart, just a bit defiant. "Xiaoyao is not a fool."
"Alright, come down now."
Mo Tianxiao patted Huang Xiaoyao's back and set her down.
"Wan'er, stop fighting."
Hearing his voice, Nangong Wan put away her longsword and returned to Mo Tianxiao's side. She hurriedly reached out to check his body, looking him up and down. "Senior Brother, are you hurt?"
"Don't worry, your Senior Brother is perfectly fine."
With the Time Tower falling into Mo Tianxiao's hands, the two demonic beasts also stopped fighting Jiechi and returned to Huang Xiaoyao's side, guarding her like two bodyguards.
Wuxin looked at the heavily injured cultivators lying around, then at Xiao Fan, who was unconscious and embedded in the ground, and finally rested his gaze on Mo Tianxiao.
"Benefactor Mo, what impressive methods."
Currently, the only ones left who could still fight were him and Jiechi, along with two cultivators from an unknown faction, making a total of only four people.
Facing Mo Tianxiao's group of five, they no longer had any advantage.
It seemed this Time Tower was not destined for the Great Thunderclap Temple.
The Great Emperor's inheritance was obtained by the Netherworld Demon Sect, and this quasi-emperor weapon was also pocketed by them.
Xiao Fan was even played for a fool by them.
"We lost this contest."
Wuxin pressed his palms together and looked at Mo Tianxiao. "I hope there will be another opportunity to exchange pointers with Benefactor Mo."
He had thought that in this secret realm, the Great Thunderclap Temple could easily overpower the many factions.
After all, their generation not only had the Buddha Son but also Xiao Fan, a person of great destiny. Along with Jiechi, the three of them should have been unstoppable.
He didn't expect the Netherworld Demon Sect to produce someone with Immortal Bone aptitude in this generation, as well as a guy like Mo Tianxiao. It was truly somewhat unexpected.
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Mo Tianxiao wore a smile on his face.
The monk Wuxin was much more pleasing to the eye; he was far more polite than that bald egg Xiao Fan.
"Mo! Tian! Xiao!! Die for me!!"
Just then, a white figure flew in from the horizon, bringing with it a sky full of dancing sword qi and monstrous anger.
Seeing this person coming in so fiercely, Nangong Wan immediately stepped in front of Mo Tianxiao, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. "Senior Brother, let me deal with her!"
This woman actually dared to keep pestering her Senior Brother; she had to teach her a lesson!
"Hey, don't panic. Let me."
Mo Tianxiao silently calculated the time in his head and stepped forward. Looking at Su Muxue, whose face was flushed red, unsure if it was from anger or embarrassment, he opened his mouth without making a sound and mouthed the words, "Nice figure."
At the same time, Mo Tianxiao stretched out his hand, squeezed the air, and smiled. "Fellow Daoist Su, bye-bye~"
Seeing Mo Tianxiao's gesture, Su Muxue instantly felt a faint ache in her rear. In a flash, all her reason was consumed by anger.
"You...!!"
However, before she could finish her sentence, a vibration rippled through space. The secret realm closed, and all the survivors disappeared under the interference of a spatial vortex.
The entire secret realm became peaceful once again.
The figure of the Void Emperor's divided soul appeared in the secret realm, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "That fluctuation from earlier... was it an expert at the Great Emperor realm?"
As the master of the secret realm, he naturally knew everything that happened inside. The fluctuation coming from Xiao Fan earlier, though it only lasted for a moment, he still noticed it. That was an aura only a Great Emperor possessed.
If his guess was right, the other party had a remnant soul of a Great Emperor on them.
A remnant soul of a Great Emperor... who could it be?
And who could beat a Great Emperor expert until only a remnant soul remained...
"Forget it, I should go find my main body first."
He had stayed here for nearly ten thousand years and still didn't know what the situation in the outside world was like now.
Now that his mission was complete, it was time to return. He wondered if his main body had broken through to a higher realm.
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?!
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?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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!
