Ancestor Xuanyuan, though currently just a remnant shadow left behind for the sake of inheritance, was not someone a small fry like Qin Luo could casually humiliate!
Especially!
"Ten Thousand Demon Banner!"
Ancestor Xuanyuan, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, glared fiercely at the Ten Thousand Demon Banner before turning his gaze to Qin Luo... and then to Su Muwan behind him. He coldly rebuked, "I never thought that such an evil artifact would still be forged after ten thousand years!"
"Young girl, what a cruel heart you have!! You actually let your subordinate become a vessel for this evil artifact!"
The Ten Thousand Demon Banner was an uncontrollable evil artifact, wrapped in malevolent energy.
Thus, Ancestor Xuanyuan concluded that Qin Luo before him was merely an empty shell, already controlled by the Ten Thousand Demon Banner.
And the mastermind behind this...
Wasn't it the young lady he was protecting?!
Su Muwan, who had been pondering what Qin Luo would do next, was stunned upon hearing this.
"???"
What?!
It's my fault again?!
Su Muwan, upon realizing this, trembled with anger.
Seriously?
Is this some kind of joke?
What Ten Thousand Demon Banner? What vessel for an evil artifact?
Not only in this life, but even in my past life, I’ve never even touched such a thing!
Ugh! I can't take it anymore! Why does every blame fall on me?!
Heavens! I'm so done! Heavens! Your mom’s dead!
Su Muwan was on the verge of fainting from anger.
She fought back the urge to collapse and looked at Qin Luo with tearful eyes.
Qin Luo!! Look at him!!!
Qin Luo stepped forward, pointing at the shadow and sneering, "Hmph!"
"Remnants of the old era are just that—remnants of the old era."
"Your sect was destroyed back then, probably because you loved spreading little rumors, huh?"
Upon hearing this, Ancestor Xuanyuan's gaze sharpened, and he roared, "You brat, do not tarnish the reputation of my Xuanyuan Sect!!"
"The Xuanyuan Sect is gone, buried in the dirt. See these two by my feet?"
"I even slapped your descendants a couple of times."
Perhaps it was these words that struck a nerve.
Ancestor Xuanyuan's shadow suddenly radiated a brilliant golden light as he bellowed, "You’re looking for death!"
"Today! For the sake of all living beings in the realms!!"
"I shall eradicate the two of you, scourges of this world!"
With that, Ancestor Xuanyuan raised the Xuanyuan Sword high, and the blade erupted with blazing golden flames, as if the entire shadow had been ignited by an invisible fury.
At that moment, the heavens and earth trembled, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged wildly.
The old man, covering his face on the ground, looked on in awe, "Ancestor is indeed the Ancestor. Even as a mere shadow, he possesses such power!"
Xuanyuan Yu, pale-faced, glared at Su Muwan with hatred, "Ancestor, kill these two who destroyed our inheritance!"
With the inheritance severed, Xuanyuan Yu not only suffered backlash but also saw his cultivation plummet, rendering him a cripple.
Lu Hongshen, also lying on the ground, clutching his cheek, muttered, "Such power is comparable to some ancient inheritances from the Profound Heaven Realm."
His expression was grave.
It seemed the world he was in was far deeper and more complex than he had imagined!
Qin Luo, seeing this, merely curled his lips, his eyes flashing with disdain.
He raised his hand, and dark energy gathered, flowing toward the Ten Thousand Demon Banner.
"Old fool."
Qin Luo sneered, his tone dripping with provocation, "I gave you a chance, but you didn’t know how to appreciate it."
"Since that’s the case, I’ll sever the legacy of your Xuanyuan Sect!"
With that, he leaped into the air.
Swish!
Grasping the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, a massive surge of dark energy erupted from the banner, clashing with the golden light emanating from Ancestor Xuanyuan.
"Still talking tough when you’re about to die!"
"Brat! Blame the venomous woman behind you for this!!"
Ancestor Xuanyuan coldly rebuked.
He gripped the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed fiercely at Qin Luo, "Xuanyuan Sword!! Destroy evil!!"
In that instant, Qin Luo flung the Ten Thousand Demon Banner forward.
Boom!
The clash of black and golden energies erupted in the air.
The golden light radiated righteousness.
The black energy exuded malevolence.
Su Muwan, watching this, couldn’t tell who the real villain was anymore.
Most importantly...
Su Muwan suddenly noticed that Qin Luo was no longer behind the Ten Thousand Demon Banner.
Where was Qin Luo?
Ancestor Xuanyuan also noticed this.
He assumed the other had fled.
But the next second.
A cold laugh echoed in his ear, "Old fool, what did you call my young lady?"
Ancestor Xuanyuan: !!!
His pupils contracted as he turned his head.
To his shock, Qin Luo had flown to the side of his massive shadow, accompanied by dark energy.
Ancestor Xuanyuan’s gaze sharpened.
What was he planning?
The next moment.
Qin Luo raised his hand, and before Ancestor Xuanyuan’s shadow could react.
He struck!
Slap!!!
"Ugh—!"
Ancestor Xuanyuan let out a cry of pain.
His body stiffened, and the golden light around him dissipated.
Qin Luo cursed, "This slap is for your insolence!!"
Ancestor Xuanyuan tried to retort, "You—!"
But before he could finish.
Slap!!
Another strike landed!
"Ugh—!"
"This slap is for your refusal to reflect, clinging to the past!"
"The Xuanyuan Sect is long gone, yet you remain deluded, thinking you can suppress the strongest martial artist of this era with your shadow? Ridiculous!"
As he spoke.
Another slap!
Slap!
"Ugh!"
"This slap is for your incompetence, failing to protect your sect and disciples!"
Qin Luo’s voice was as sharp as a blade.
"You claim to protect the world, but where is your protection? Your sect was destroyed, your disciples scattered, and now even your last inheritance clings to life through a shadow!"
Slap!
Another strike!
"This slap is for your overconfidence, daring to obstruct my young lady’s martial path!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sound of slaps echoed continuously.
Everyone was stunned.
Especially the Xuanyuan grandfather and grandson.
They stared blankly, dumbfounded, as the golden shadow was repeatedly slapped.
The old man stammered, "Ancestor Xuanyuan... why isn’t he fighting back..."
He couldn’t understand, didn’t want to understand, and couldn’t figure it out!
Why could a shadow even be slapped?!
Slap!!
"The final slap! This is for being too ugly! In Jiang City, we don’t allow people as ugly as you to exist!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With the final strike, Ancestor Xuanyuan’s shadow was on the verge of complete collapse.
The mocking words from Qin Luo echoed in his ears.
His past glory was reduced to nothing.
His former greatness now seemed like a fleeting memory, fading with the passage of time.
"Ughhhhh!!"
Ancestor Xuanyuan broke down, letting out a piercing scream.
Though a shadow, he could still feel the soul-crushing pain, "Brat!!! Shut up!!!"
"Legacy shadow!"
"Hand it over!"
Seizing the opportunity, Qin Luo’s lips curled into a cold smile.
He waved his hand, and dark energy coalesced into a massive palm that flipped through the air, swiftly and precisely binding Ancestor Xuanyuan’s shadow.
The palm was like chains from hell, firmly restraining him, leaving him powerless to break free.
Ancestor Xuanyuan’s shadow grew increasingly faint under the dark energy’s grip.
His strength had been drained.
"You have nowhere to run."
Qin Luo said, waving his hand again.
Boom!
The Ten Thousand Demon Banner, floating high in the air, suddenly emitted a blinding black light.
As the banner swayed, the yin energy of the world seemed to be drawn to it, converging into a vortex that enveloped Ancestor Xuanyuan’s shadow, now bound by the dark energy palm.
"No!!"
Ancestor Xuanyuan’s shadow was rapidly drained of power by the Ten Thousand Demon Banner. His form grew dimmer, and his screams weakened as his strength faded.
"Under the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, all things turn to dust."
With Qin Luo’s final incantation, the banner’s suction reached its peak. Ancestor Xuanyuan’s shadow let out one last mournful cry before being completely devoured by the banner, vanishing into nothingness.
Swish—!
The golden light dissipated, the dark clouds retreated, and moonlight bathed the world once more.
At that moment, peace returned to the heavens and earth, with only Qin Luo’s Ten Thousand Demon Banner gently fluttering in his hand.
The Xuanyuan family’s ancestors were left speechless, rooted to the spot in shock.
The Ancestor... is gone?
The legacy... is severed?
Are we... finished?
Thud!
The old man’s eyes rolled back as he collapsed to the ground.
Shortly after.
Qin Luo, standing in mid-air, cleared his throat and declared, "The irrelevant have been dealt with."
"Now, please line up in an orderly fashion with valid identification to receive your opportunities!"
As his words fell, the crowd erupted in cheers.
"Hiss!! I don’t know what just happened, but Master Qin is invincible!"
"Long live Lady Su!"
"Long live Miss Su!"
*Thud.*
Qin Luo flew over to Su Muwan's side and said with a smile, "Miss, it's done!"
Done... it's done, alright...
But...
Su Muwan looked at the cheering crowd around her, and then at the Ten Thousand Demon Banner in Qin Luo's hand, which was emitting a dark aura.
Finally.
*Slap!*
She covered her face with her hands.
Why is this so different from the vibe of my past life?!
Is this the true power of Qin Luo, the T0 protagonist?
And here I’ve been bickering with Qin Luo so many times...
Why haven’t I leveled up to T0 yet?
Could it be...
Su Muwan’s eyes lit up. Is it because I haven’t done it enough times?!
"Qin Luo!"
"What is it, Miss?"
"You better stay sharp for the next few days!"
"??"
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!
] [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!"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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?!
