Chen Guan laughed wildly in the depths of his consciousness.
"Run? Why run? This is just the beginning."
He completely abandoned all defenses around his spirit, letting the negative emotions flood every neural pathway.
His spirit transformed into a rogue meteor, hurtling straight toward the core.
The instant he made contact, he detonated the tiny black dot hidden in his right palm in the real world.
In reality, the body plummeting through the dark abyss shuddered violently.
That black speck expanded infinitely inside his mental realm, becoming a black sun suspended above a blood-red sky.
Baal’s voice got stuck in its throat, pausing for a long moment before it could speak again.
"Are you insane? Using that power directly in your mental sea will burn your soul clean through."
The black light pierced through layers of black fog, illuminating the entire dead space.
This aura bore no impurities—it was a power far higher than the broken body below.
The massive heart that had been pumping out malice with wild abandon stopped beating under the glare of that light.
It was afraid.
Tens of thousands of years of feeding instinct gave way in an instant to a more deeply rooted will to survive.
The predator-prey relationship had completely reversed in the blink of an eye.
"Weren't you enjoying yourself just now? Huh?"
Chen Guan strode toward the cowering heart beneath the radiance of the black sun.
The broken body tried to seal the crack again to block his approach.
"Get away!"
It finally let out a roar laced with visible emotion, its voice dripping with unguarded terror.
"Don't be so stingy."
Chen Guan stopped before the heart, which dwarfed him by countless times.
The black light in the mental realm gathered beneath his feet, forming a towering, majestic throne of bone.
He sat down on the throne, sprawling imperiously, propping his chin on one hand as he looked down at the shrinking ball of meat.
"I generously let you devour half my spirit earlier. You can spit a little back as interest now—that’s not too much to ask."
Baal watched Chen Guan on the throne and once again realized the truth too late.
"You deliberately abandoned your defenses to let it assimilate part of your consciousness—just to seamlessly channel your divine-grace aura into its origin, forcing it to confront the full force of that power without warning."
These words, it knew them all, but strung together like this, they burned.
"Aren't you afraid you'll overplay your hand and drag yourself down with it?"
Chen Guan let out a chuckle from the throne. Baal had hit the mark.
No one understood hierarchy better than he did.
The divine-grace holder who wielded that power was the highest sovereign; a mere shell could never compare.
"Don't think of me as some master strategist. Besides, with you, the Great Demon God, backing me up, I've got plenty of confidence."
He smiled, in a good enough mood to toss a compliment Baal's way.
After all, without Baal, things would have been much harder. The divine-grace source was strong, but Chen Guan himself was still too weak.
Patches of black-and-red patterns peeled off the heart’s surface as it recoiled violently, trying to shrink back into the deepest corner.
"Running away now? You came all this way."
Chen Guan rose, the laziness vanishing from his eyes.
"It's a little late to back out now, don't you think?"
He stared straight at the crack still trying to close.
"Eat your fill and then want to sleep? Nothing comes that cheap."
"Now, it's my turn."
He raised his right hand, now covered in black patterns, and thrust it straight into the thick darkness ahead, grabbing hold of the beating core.
Chen Guan's right hand clenched around the colossal heart, black-red energy surging wildly between his fingers, only to be yanked back by the divine-grace aura in his palm.
He felt the endless streams of primordial energy flowing into every corner of his body through his right arm.
In the real world.
The black dot hidden deep in Chen Guan's right palm burst into dazzling black light as his falling body accelerated.
A dense brilliance swallowed his entire right arm. Flesh rolled and reshaped beneath the light; bones grated in a sound that made the scalp crawl.
Five fingers stretched and deformed, nails transformed into curved black blades, scales covered the skin, and a terrifying demonic claw took its full form midair.
Layers of black-and-red scales climbed from his wrist up to his shoulder.
Those eons-compressed grudges launched an all-out assault along his neural synapses, trying to seize control of his body.
"Get out."
Chen Guan unleashed a crushing suppression in his mental realm.
He wove vast psychic energy into a net, shredding every grudging thought that tried to fight back, crushing the last scrap of the meatball into dust.
"He's been down there for so long. Why is there no sign of him?"
Long Ao stared into the pitch-black fissure.
"No sign is the best sign."
Light starlight shimmered along An Changqing's blade.
"If he'd failed, that thing would have burst out by now."
"The fog is receding!"
Su Yuehe pointed excitedly at the ground.
"Look at the black mist."
Everyone followed her gaze. The surging black vapor was now retreating in a torrent, as if afraid of something in the depths of the abyss.
"Is Chen Guan suppressing it?"
Yin Chen's eyes went wide, unable to comprehend the scene.
"How is an ordinary man pulling this off?"
Your eighteenth birthday and mine—how are they not the same?
"He's a monster."
Hong Yuan nodded in deep agreement, reaching that conclusion.
The tower's tremors didn't stop. Sharp sounds of metal snapping echoed from the base all the way up.
"The tower is collapsing."
An Changqing felt the ground shake beneath his feet.
Yin Tianzheng knelt, coughing up a mouthful of blood. Yin Chen quickly crouched to steady him.
"Grandfather, are you alright?"
"Don't worry about me."
Yin Tianzheng pushed him away.
"It's about to be fully refined."
"This seal space is losing the Great Demon God's support. It's going to spiral out of control."
He turned to Guan Jinyue, who stood at the wind gap.
"Miss Guan, you're skilled in spatial laws. Please, get them out of here."
Guan Jinyue glanced down at the vessel she held in her arms. Baobao lay at her feet.
"I only agreed to take this leopard away. The lives of others don't concern me."
"What madness is this now?"
Hong Yuan took a step forward, ax in hand.
"We've fought together—we're comrades."
Guan Jinyue looked at her and stepped back.
"I came here for only one thing: to take my sister. Now, my goal is achieved."
"Are you really going to just watch us die?"
Long Ao gritted his teeth.
Guan Jinyue didn't answer. She drew a silver arc in the air, opening up a twisted spatial passage.
"In."
She said to Baobao.
Baobao leaped into the passage without a moment's hesitation.
In the same second, the column of black-red light that had rocketed up from the bottom of the abyss was severed in midair.
All the light was instantly swallowed, and the deadly fear that had pressed upon everyone's souls completely dissipated.
"Chen Guan succeeded."
An Changqing ran to the edge of the rift and looked down.
In the endless darkness, he saw Chen Guan falling.
That body covered in black scales flickered with a burst of white light.
"Chen Guan!"
An Changqing shouted.
Then, he watched helplessly as the body within the white light turned to countless ashes.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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!
