Western Nether Realm · Profound Abyss Sacred Domain.
Within the Holy Maiden's grand hall.
Xu Tun listened to the voice echoing in his mind, his gaze darkening.
Behind him, the Holy Maiden Suo Yunyun spoke with surprise, "Senior, this Great Thousand War is truly bizarre. The rules keep changing—what could be the reason?"
"My father has also demanded that cultivators above the Dominator Realm head to the battlefield. Thankfully, my cultivation is too weak..."
As she spoke, she noticed Xu Tun silently staring at the golden gate entrance.
Her heart instantly tightened. "Senior… you’re not planning to enter, are you?"
Xu Tun clenched his fist and replied calmly, "Since the rules have changed, the Linglong Heavenly Domain’s Empress Linglong will likely enter as well."
Suo Yunyun swallowed hard and cautiously added, "From what my father said, he chose to act precisely because the Linglong Heavenly Domain was the first to send Eternal Realm experts through that gate."
"The sect leaders of the other Sacred Domains have all mobilized, so he intends to seize his share as well."
"Though cultivation can be suppressed to the peak of the Dominator Realm..."
"But... that makes it far too dangerous inside. Senior, surely you’re not thinking of going?"
As her words trailed off, Xu Tun turned to look at her, his intent unmistakable.
Suo Yunyun stiffened, her body trembling faintly.
After what she had endured in the Soul Burial Abyss—ambushed by monsters, assaulted by horrors—she had grown fearful of battle.
Seeing her tremble, Xu Tun said flatly, "I’ll go alone. You stay here."
"No!"
Suo Yunyun refused without hesitation.
She took a deep breath, her eyes firm. "If you’re going, then so am I!"
Xu Tun frowned. "You—"
"Because you definitely don’t understand the rules of the Great Thousand War! With me there, I can guide you!"
"Besides, with the Profound Abyss Sacred Domain backing us, no ordinary force would dare act against you!"
Xu Tun relented.
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Netherfrost Divine Domain · Battlefront
Black mist churned as monstrous howls filled the air.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan stood side by side, backed by the Netherfrost Divine Domain’s elite army of 100,000 cultivators, their momentum overwhelming.
"Luo Luo, why do these abominations keep multiplying the more we kill?"
Su Muwan tilted her head slightly, raising a finger as frigid energy instantly froze everything within a thousand zhang radius.
Countless abominations turned to ice sculptures before shattering into dust with a crisp crack.
"The Heavenly Dao altered the rules, merging battlefields. Naturally, the abominations grew in number as well."
Qin Luo chuckled, dark shadow energy swirling in his palm and coalescing into an inky-black longsword.
With a casual swing, blade light surged like a tide, shredding hundreds of abominations ahead into dissipating black mist.
"Tch, what a hassle."
Su Muwan clicked her tongue, though a glint of excitement flickered in her eyes. "But… cutting them down is oddly satisfying! You know, like that fruit-slicing mobile game!"
"Miss… what kind of analogy is that?"
Before he could finish, Su Muwan vanished in a flash, charging straight into the horde of abominations!
BOOM—!
Frigid power erupted. Wherever she passed, the abominations froze and shattered before they could even scream!
Qin Luo shook his head helplessly, though a faint smile tugged at his lips as he followed. Shadow energy surged like a tidal wave across the battlefield, annihilating every abomination in its path!
The Netherfrost cultivators, witnessing this, burned with fighting spirit!
"Brothers, follow our Domain Lord and Master Qin!"
"Charge—!"
A thunderous roar erupted from the 100,000 cultivators as they stormed the battlefield like an unstoppable flood. Blades flashed, spells detonated, and the abomination horde was torn apart!
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Sacred Domain Allied Forces' Battle Zone
RUMBLE—!
The earth quaked as the sky darkened.
Tens of thousands of cultivators from the Sacred Domain alliance struggled to hold back the relentless tide of abominations. They had come to harvest faith, yet now they were being forced into retreat!
"Damn it! Why won’t these things die?!"
Lei Wuji roared, lightning erupting from his palm and reducing a lunging abomination to charred remains.
"Stop complaining and focus on breaking through!"
Yan Li’s fingertips blazed with crimson flames as sacred fire swept out, repelling a wave of abominations.
Bai Wuchen’s expression was icy as his Frostblade cleaved through dozens of abominations, freezing them solid. "At this rate, we’ll be worn down to nothing!"
Just as desperation set in, an earth-shaking battle cry suddenly erupted in the distance!
"Huh?!"
The allied forces snapped their heads up—only to see a group of overwhelmingly powerful figures soaring toward them!
Behind them, an endless tide of cultivators advanced like an unstoppable deluge!
"Are those… the Sacred Domain elders?!"
"Why are they here?!"
"What’s happening?!"
The allied cultivators’ pupils trembled in disbelief.
"Does this mean the Great Thousand War now permits elders to enter?!"
"Thank the heavens!!"
Lei Wuji exhaled in relief. "Once my Nine Heavens Sacred Domain’s elders arrive, we’re saved."
"Ha!"
Yan Li scoffed. "Keep dreaming. After your Nine Heavens’ humiliating defeat last time, I bet they saw the Netherfrost Sacred Domain’s faith values and chickened out!"
"You—!!" Lei Wuji bellowed in fury. "If my foster father encounters that venomous witch Su Muwan, he’ll grind her bones to dust!!"
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Meanwhile.
Just as Qin Luo and Su Muwan carved a bloody path forward—
"Luo Luo, is that… people ahead?"
Su Muwan blinked, spotting tens of thousands of figures emerging from the black mist in the distance.
Qin Luo narrowed his eyes, activating his Heavenly Eye to instantly discern their identities.
There, standing atop thunderclouds wreathed in violent purple lightning—
Was none other than the Nine Heavens Sacred Domain’s Domain Lord, Lei Zhentian!!
Behind him stood several elders, their auras profound, all at the peak of the Dominator Realm!
And further back—tens of thousands of cultivators at the Supreme Realm!
"Oh? The Nine Heavens Sacred Domain?"
Qin Luo smirked, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
At the same time, he muttered to the Heavenly Dao, "Is this Heavenly Dao out of its mind? Changing the rules over and over—what the hell is Hajido even trying to do?"
Su Muwan also sensed their presence and rolled her eyes. "Ugh, these pests again? And Hajido, what’s your damn deal?"
Before she could finish, Lei Zhentian’s thunderous roar erupted like a storm:
"VENOMOUS WITCH OF THE NETHERFROST!"
"AND HER PET CONCUBINE! TODAY, I WILL CLAIM YOUR LIVES!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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
【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.”
