Yan Yu narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
He loved watching the light slowly extinguish from a face when hope was crushed.
Yan Yu raised his eyes, looking past Li Yan's back toward the enchanting female demon, and gave the order.
"Let's start with the Student Council President. Give him a dignified death."
The serpentine female demon let out a giggling laugh. Twisting her waist, she walked toward An Changqing. Destroying this famous genius first was their consensus.
As she walked, her fingernails elongated, turning pitch-black and gleaming with a metallic luster.
Hanging from her fingertips were still strands of blood and minced flesh from when she tore into Li Yan.
"No..."
An Changqing struggled, using his broken arm to prop up his upper body.
He wanted to stand up, to control his sword not far away.
But the turbulent blood and qi surging within his body made his vision go dark, and his body, which had barely lifted half an inch, fell heavily back down.
Pfft.
He spat out another mouthful of blood, dyeing the dirt beneath him even muddier.
"Bastard!"
Long Ao squeezed out a roar from his throat like a trapped beast.
The caved-in state of his chest made every breath agonizingly painful, but he still pounded the ground with his fists, trying to drive his battered body.
His muscles bulged and his veins popped, but then they weakly relaxed again.
A sense of powerlessness tightly gripped the throats of these two proud sons of heaven.
They could only watch, helplessly watching as the female demon, wearing a smile of someone toying with her prey, approached step by step.
Su Yuehe leaned against the coffin, her fingernails already digging into her palms.
She was unwilling to accept this; she still had many things left undone, she couldn't die here.
But the shock to her mental world made her unable to gather even the slightest bit of power.
Chen Guan's gaze swept across the area, one by one.
An Changqing and Long Ao were heavily injured, but the potions were keeping them alive. Su Yuehe only had issues with her mental energy, so she was not in serious danger.
Li Yan...
The two bloody holes in his chest and abdomen were still gurgling with blood, and his life aura was decaying at a visible rate.
If delayed any longer, even if Yan Yu didn't strike, Li Yan would definitely die.
Li Yan... Chen Guan couldn't coldly stand by and watch the person who wanted to save him die. The guidance Li Yan had once given him surfaced in his mind.
Even if others found out, and he would run into trouble...
He was willing.
Chen Guan stood up and walked forward.
One step, two steps.
He walked past Su Yuehe, walked past the astonished gazes of Long Ao and An Changqing.
The gazes of everyone present, including Yan Yu, were involuntarily drawn to this only remaining figure who could still stand.
What was he going to do?
Yan Yu couldn't help but step back, his eyes full of wariness.
Influenced by Yan Yu, the other two demons also began to retreat. For a moment, three great demons were actually forced back step by step by a student.
Chen Guan walked in front of Li Yan and stopped.
He had his back to Li Yan, facing Yan Yu.
Then, he untied the straps on his back and placed the black coffin on the ground in front of him.
Thud.
A muffled sound.
The black coffin hit the ground, kicking up a fine ring of dust.
It thus became an insurmountable boundary marker, lying between him and Yan Yu, also cutting off Yan Yu's line of sight toward Li Yan.
At this moment, the entire battlefield was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Chen Guan raised his head, meeting Yan Yu's golden vertical pupils, his expression calm and unruffled.
His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached every corner of the basin, into the ears of every living creature.
"Your opponent is me."
Yan Yu narrowed his eyes, saying in a threatening tone, "Human, what are you trying to do?"
The warning tone in his words startled the other two demons.
You have to know, Yan Yu didn't even take Li Yan seriously, so how could he fear a greenhorn?
When things are abnormal, there must be a reason.
Although there were indeed demons present, this wasn't a reason for Yan Yu to cower.
"You want to kill my teacher, my classmates, and now, you ask me what I want to do?"
Chen Guan stood there, his tone indifferent: "I'll give you a chance to leave right now. Otherwise, you, you, and you, all three of you will die."
"Arrogant!" The bone demon laughed out of anger. "Your teacher is a defeated opponent of ours. Who gave you the courage to bluff here?!"
"Shut up!" The one who rebuked him was Yan Yu. Yan Yu looked furious, then turned to Chen Guan: "Don't forget your identity."
"My identity? I am the teacher's student, and their friend."
Chen Guan looked at Yan Yu. He already had a guess in his heart. Yan Yu must have seen something; otherwise, how could a great demon be so cowardly.
It could be seen that Yan Yu was indeed worthy of being a great demon; he had some skills.
However, this also meant that Yan Yu could not be left alive even more. He had already found his path to death.
"If your matter is exposed, do you think they will still be your teacher and friends?" Yan Yu tried to make a final struggle.
[What exactly is the matter? Wasn't Yan Yu acting all badass just now?]
[Even if you tell me right now that Chen Guan is the son of the Demon King, I would still stand by Chen Guan's side without hesitation.]
[Then I'll stand on Yan Yu's side, there's probably no room left on Chen Guan's side.]
[Brother Guan, don't listen to Yan Yu's nonsense. Even if a huge secret is revealed, An Changqing and the others will still stand by your side.]
As if to prove the comments right, Li Yan weakly squeezed out intermittent words.
"Chen... Guan, you are the most outstanding student... I have ever taught..."
"I... will always be your teacher."
Chen Guan smiled. "You heard him, Yan Yu."
"Have you really thought this through?" Yan Yu's voice lowered, clearly unwilling to give up, carrying a threat that only the two of them could understand. "Once your identity is known by Huaqing and the human higher-ups, how do you think they will treat you? If you stop now, I can pretend nothing happened."
"Yan Yu, what are you still waiting for!"
Without waiting for Chen Guan to answer, the serpentine female demon lost her patience. She didn't understand why Yan Yu was so wary of an ordinary human. In her eyes, this was nothing but a final dying struggle.
"A wet-behind-the-ears brat, I'll take care of him for you!"
She let out a sharp laugh, her figure turning into an afterimage as she bypassed Yan Yu and lunged straight at Chen Guan.
Her fingers, painted with nail polish, extended, and her pitch-black nails suddenly grew three inches, carrying a sharp whistle that tore through the air as she clawed at Chen Guan's throat.
"It seems your colleague made the choice for you."
Chen Guan placed one hand on the coffin beside him.
Next up, substitution.

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.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)