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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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.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
