Has he gone mad?!
Has the Lord of the Netherfrost Sacred Domain truly lost his mind?!
Every Sacred Domain across the Eastern Splendor Heaven was shaken to its core.
This is utterly absurd!
Annihilating the Flame Domain was one thing, but to dare declare a Sacred War against the other Sacred Domains of Eastern Splendor Heaven?
Even if our Eastern Splendor Heaven is the weakest among the realms, are we truly to be disrespected to such an extent?
Do you, a single individual, truly believe you can challenge all our Sacred Domains?
Are you courting death?
Netherghost Domain · Yellowspring Palace
With a sharp crack, the soul pearl in Ghost Nether King’s hand shattered into dust—proof of his fury.
"A single challenger against all of us?"
"A mere ant from a speck of land dares to be this insolent? Have we, the Lords of the Great Thousand Worlds’ Sacred Domains, truly been looked down upon? Heh heh heh…"
"This Sovereign shall see for himself whether your Netherfrost Sacred Domain can withstand my Banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts’ Devouring Souls!"
Below, one of the Twelve Ghost Generals stepped forward hesitantly. "My King, should we wait for the other Sacred Domains to make the first move—"
"Silence!"
Before he could finish, Ghost Nether King’s icy gaze bore into him. "What nonsense! Do you think this Sovereign fears some upstart Sacred Domain Lord?"
"Pass down my decree!"
"Move the Netherghost Domain forward!"
"We strike first!"
"While they’re still weakened from their battle with the Flame Domain, this Sovereign will seize their fortune before anyone else!"
……
……
Not only was Eastern Splendor Heaven in turmoil—
The news had spread to the other realms as well.
A mere insect from a minor world, ascending and daring to wage Sacred War against the entire Eastern Splendor Heaven?
This was unprecedented!
Yet, it did nothing to deter them from watching the spectacle unfold.
And as if this battle were of extraordinary significance—
A peculiar viewing window inexplicably appeared in the skies of every major world.
[Countdown to the Sacred War: 1 Hour]
This only deepened their astonishment.
After all, never before in history had such a live broadcast manifested across the skies of the Great Thousand Worlds.
Moreover—
The major powers of the Central Heaven Sacred Realm had also received word.
They had initially paid no mind to the newly risen Netherfrost Sacred Domain.
With the Great Thousand Worlds’ War looming, that was their true focus.
A minor Sacred Domain from a backwater land was hardly worth their attention.
But now—
Their gaze had fully turned toward this fledgling force.
Linglong Celestial Domain.
High above, a colossal crystal palace floated in the sky.
Within, the Celestial Empress Ling Long sat upon her throne, her deep eyes fixed on the projection before her—the countdown to the Sacred War in Eastern Splendor Heaven.
"Netherfrost Sacred Domain… Su Muwan…"
Ling Long murmured softly, her slender fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.
"Your Majesty, what are your thoughts on this matter?"
A silver-robed elder standing below asked respectfully.
Ling Long smiled faintly, her voice as clear as a mountain spring. "A newly ascended Sacred Domain from a minor world, daring to wage war against the entire Eastern Splendor Heaven… How intriguing."
Her gaze swept over the countdown, a faint smirk playing on her lips. "Though Eastern Splendor Heaven is the weakest of the Great Worlds, it is not so easily shaken."
"This Su Muwan… has piqued my curiosity."
"Shall we dispatch envoys to Eastern Splendor Heaven, Your Majesty?"
The elder inquired cautiously.
Ling Long shook her head. "No need. This battle… we need only watch."
"The old monsters of Eastern Splendor Heaven are not so easily dealt with."
"If Su Muwan truly stirs the storm, then she will be worth our attention."
"If not… well, her actions will be nothing more than a clown’s performance."
With that, she clenched her fist.
Staring at the projection, her heart grew heavy.
This was the very world where Xu Tun had resided—now ascended in its entirety. Yet why could she no longer sense his presence?
If he were dead, the soul lamp on her end should have extinguished.
But it hadn’t…
Which meant he still lived.
Yet if he lived, why couldn’t she feel him?
Sigh.
How can I find you?
Now, with the surge of malevolent entities, all my plans have been thrown into chaos.
Tianji Sacred Domain.
A massive celestial disc hovered in the sky.
Beneath it, the Lord of Tianji Sacred Domain, Tianjizi, sat cross-legged, eyes closed, fingers tracing invisible patterns in the air as if divining fate.
Suddenly, his fingers paused. His brow furrowed.
"Eastern Splendor Heaven… Netherfrost Sacred Domain… Su Muwan…"
He slowly opened his eyes, a flicker of confusion within. "Strange. Why can I not deduce this woman’s destiny?"
Rising to his feet, he gazed up at the celestial disc, his expression grave. "This woman… is no ordinary figure."
"Every time I attempt to delve deeper into her fate, I encounter resistance. To push further would risk damaging my own cultivation."
"Master, should we send scouts to Eastern Splendor Heaven?"
A disciple stepped forward, bowing.
Tianjizi shook his head. "No. Her destiny is shrouded in mystery. Interfering rashly may invite disaster. We shall observe and wait for the Great Thousand War to begin."
At this moment, nothing was more important than the Great Thousand War.
No matter how bizarre the situation, they could not act recklessly!
But—
If Eastern Splendor Heaven truly fell to this newly ascended Sacred Domain, then he would have no choice but to take the Netherfrost Sacred Domain seriously.
Especially…
His eyes shifted to the projection that had appeared in their domain.
Never before had such a thing existed.
Where did it come from?
……
……
"Brother Luo, we did it! Thanks to your method, we’ve hacked into the Great Thousand Network of the other Sacred Domains!"
"All the live feeds are now broadcasting across them!"
Little Ke, seated atop a floating disc, excitedly showed Qin Luo the live streams from the other Sacred Domains.
Frostpeak Tower.
Inside the expansive laboratory they had established—
"Good."
Qin Luo smiled as he observed the various projections before him.
From the reports of Li Mingyuan and Little Ke, he had learned that the Great Thousand Worlds also possessed a signal network similar to that of the minor worlds—though it adhered to the rules of the Great Thousand Worlds.
Yet, aside from their Netherfrost Sacred Domain, none of the other Sacred Domains had developed such a network.
Or perhaps, even if they knew of it, they lacked the means to utilize it.
Thus, Qin Luo had an idea—
If the minor worlds could hack into others’ networks, why couldn’t they do the same to the Great Thousand Networks of the Sacred Domains?
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?”
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."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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?"
