Shocking! Terrifying! Trembling all over!
What?
This person just destroyed my true form avatar with a single move?!
The Ghost Nether King looked up at Su Muwan, his mind racing through countless possibilities as to why the Domain Lord hadn’t shown up earlier.
Was she injured? Severely weakened? Dead? On the verge of death?
But... he never imagined...
You’re this strong?! Couldn’t you have come out sooner?!
Do you even take the Sacred Domain War seriously?!
No! Wait!
He understood now!
Furious and humiliated, the Ghost Nether King roared at Su Muwan, "So that’s it!! So that’s it!!"
"Su Muwan!! I get it now!!"
"You deliberately stayed hidden to create the illusion that you were injured!"
"You sent out your Supreme Realm lackey to make me underestimate you, so I’d reveal all my techniques!"
"And then... you used some special method to absorb my Nether Qi!"
"What a vicious scheme!! What a vicious scheme!!"
He trembled with rage. "Su Muwan!! This was all your plot, wasn’t it?!"
"You!! You’re nothing but a poisonous—urk!"
SMACK!
"Shut your mouth!"
Before he could finish, Qin Luo teleported in and slapped him hard across the face.
With a mocking grin, Qin Luo sneered, "Who do you think you are, daring to speculate about my lady like that?!"
"This slap is to make you think carefully about how you’ll kneel and kowtow to apologize to her later!"
Silence fell once more.
Su Muwan stood expressionless in place.
Wait…
What did I do now?
I was just scared of ghosts, so I waited for Qin Luo to finish dealing with them before coming out!
What nonsense is this?!
Can anyone relate to this?!
This cursed constitution is downright unfair!
Meanwhile…
The Ghost Nether King’s pupils trembled violently, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
He clutched his cheek, his head tilted to the side, the burning pain from the slap making one thing clear.
What…
I… just got hit?
By a mere Supreme Realm… insect?
"RAAAAAAHHHH!!"
The Ghost Nether King completely lost it. His eyes turned blood-red as he lunged at Qin Luo with a frenzied scream, "I’LL KILL YOU!!"
No technique, no spiritual energy—just pure, primal instinct drove him forward.
Kill him! Strangle this ant with his bare hands!!
However…
"Hmph."
Su Muwan let out a cold snort and flicked her wrist, unleashing an overwhelming pressure.
"Guh!"
The Ghost Nether King felt an invisible force pinning him down, rendering him completely immobile.
The next moment—
BOOM!!
His body plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground with such force that a massive crater formed beneath him.
"W-what kind of power is this?!"
Terror filled his eyes as he struggled futilely—his body felt like it was crushed under a mountain, unable to move even a finger.
Then—
BOOM!
BOOM!
With every step Su Muwan took downward, his body sank deeper into the earth.
By the time her feet touched the ground…
The once-mighty ruler of the Ghost Domain, who had dominated the Eastern Celestial Realm for tens of thousands of years, was now embedded into the ground like a human-shaped tile.
Qin Luo flew to Su Muwan’s side, shaking his head at the pitiful sight. "Tsk tsk, my lady, ever since we arrived in the Great Thousand Worlds…"
"It seems the protagonist’s aura of destiny doesn’t affect you anymore."
He guessed it was either due to the rules of this realm or because Su Muwan hadn’t encountered the true protagonist yet.
Hearing this, Su Muwan smirked arrogantly. "They’re just ants. Even if they’re like those so-called protagonists from the lower realms, so what?"
Ants…
Once upon a time, that was the word he used to mock others.
Yet now…
It was being thrown back at him.
Feeling his power rapidly draining away…
The Ghost Nether King…
He… was truly afraid now.
But how could she be this strong?! It defied all logic!
This level of power was far beyond the Half-Step Dominator Realm.
If not that… then the only possibility was…
!!
A horrifying realization struck him.
Gritting his teeth, he forced out a trembling question, "You’re… a Dominator?"
Su Muwan glanced at him indifferently. "What, are you surprised?"
Seemingly bored with the conversation, she raised her hand, conjuring an icy spear in her palm.
She turned to Qin Luo. "Luo Luo, no need to keep this one alive, right? Ugly and disgusting."
Qin Luo chuckled. "If my lady says so, then it shall be."
"Good~"
Realizing his impending doom, the Ghost Nether King desperately begged, "W-wait! I can offer my soul! Don’t kill me! Spare me!"
Death in the Great Thousand Worlds meant reincarnating into a lower realm.
After clawing his way to the top, how could he start over from nothing?!
"If you spare me, I’ll tell you a secret about the Ghost Dom—"
SHINK!
Before he could finish, the ice spear pierced through his body.
In an instant, his form froze solid under the extreme cold, shattering into countless glittering shards that dispersed into the wind.
Su Muwan blinked at Qin Luo. "Oops, killed him too fast. What was he about to say?"
Qin Luo shrugged. "Doesn’t matter. Probably nothing important."
"Oh."
With that settled, Su Muwan nodded.
Now, it was time for her signature move.
She turned toward the live broadcast screens projecting across the Great Thousand Worlds, her lips curling into a disdainful smirk as if gazing upon mere insects.
With a cold snort, her voice rang out—clear, haughty, and dripping with mockery. "What trash. I thought this place had someone worth fighting."
Raising a hand, she flicked her fingers as if brushing away dust, her tone utterly dismissive. "Turns out the Great Thousand Worlds are just as disappointing."
"A bunch of delusional weaklings who aren’t even fit to lick my boots."
"I could wipe you all out with a snap of my fingers."
"Honestly… how boring."
Then—
She clenched her fist, tilting her chin up with regal arrogance. "First, the Eastern Celestial Realm. Then the Western Nether Realm, the Northern Profound Realm, the Southern Blaze Realm… and finally…"
"Your Central Sacred Realm."
"Wait for me with your necks clean and ready!"
CLICK!
The broadcast cut off.
Su Muwan placed her hands on her hips, looking at Qin Luo with a smug expression that screamed [Praise me!]. "Well, Luo Luo? How was that?"
"Did I put on a good show?"
Qin Luo blinked. "As expected of my lady."
"Hehe~ Of course! The strongest here are just Dominators anyway. I could crush them with a flick!"
"My lady."
"Hm?"
"The Eastern Celestial Realm’s strongest are Dominators, but the other realms aren’t. Also… the Eastern Celestial Realm is the weakest of the Great Worlds."
Su Muwan’s eye twitched. "…What?"
Qin Luo fought back a laugh. "My lady, are you regretting your theatrics now?"
"Regret?"
Su Muwan was immediately displeased upon hearing this. She let out a light huff, hooked her arm around Qin Luo's, and shot him a glare. "The words 'regret' don't exist in this young lady's dictionary! So what if there are stronger people out there?"
"I'll just reach that level myself! So..."
Qin Luo blinked. "So?"
"Hehehe... Luo Luo, I need your help with my cultivation~~"
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ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
