Yo, the second-in-command of the Asura Sect, Death God Lin Chen!
Raphael gripped his long blade tightly, his eyes locked on the young man standing before him—far too young, yet exuding a deadly aura.
A cruel smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.
He didn’t know much about Lin Chen, only that he was someone he couldn’t look down on.
But judging from the fact that Lin Chen just blocked his strike, his strength was no joke!
Lin Chen, leave this to me. You’re no match for him.
King Qinguang struggled to stand, his voice low and heavy.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth as he coughed violently.
Over the years, though he and Lin Lan appeared to be at odds on the surface, in truth, he had always treated the house lord Lin Lan like his own sister.
Naturally, he regarded Lin Chen as his own flesh and blood.
If Lin Chen died at Raphael’s hands, he wouldn’t have the face to face Lin Lan in the afterlife.
Still so full of pride, huh? Can you even stand?
Lin Chen retorted mercilessly.
It wasn’t an empty taunt—King Qinguang’s internal injuries were severe, and just managing to stand was already a struggle. Fighting on was out of the question.
Wang Baiyu, King Qinguang leaves you in charge. Don’t let me down.
Lin Chen said, looking toward a young man of similar age among the crowd from the Underworld.
Wang Baiyu had grown up alongside him, enduring ten grueling years of the Underworld’s merciless devilish training together.
Su Xue’er was also from their cohort.
Wang Baiyu helped King Qinguang to his feet, then looked at Lin Chen with a grave expression.
Don’t try to be a hero, you idiot. You haven’t changed a bit in seven or eight years—still so infuriating.
Dying at Raphael’s hands would be well deserved. How on earth did Su Xue’er end up liking this guy?
Surveying the battlefield littered with corpses, Lin Chen’s gaze turned icy cold.
The Shaliel surprise attack was executed with utmost caution, leaving no trace—by the time they learned of the plan, it was already too late.
Luckily, they arrived just in time. Otherwise, the entire Underworld would have been wiped out.
Vulture, Hornet, you two take down Lin Chen. I’ll finish off King Qinguang.
Raphael brandished his long blade, his voice cold and menacing.
Compared to Lin Chen, it was King Qinguang’s head that was the real prize.
Slash!
Before the two Heaven assassins could even get close—
They were engulfed in a fierce gale, blood spraying everywhere as they collapsed simultaneously.
Raphael’s eyes narrowed as he prepared to strike King Qinguang.
Looks like they’re not up to the task.
Lin Chen’s hand summoned a swirling azure gale as he spoke calmly.
The entire Underworld’s warriors were left dumbfounded by the scene.
Those were two SS-ranked assassins—Vulture and Hornet—renowned worldwide.
And they were just wiped out in an instant!
Is this really Lin Chen?
Wang Baiyu was stunned.
Once upon a time, this guy couldn’t even master basic energy techniques, and now he was effortlessly slaughtering SS-ranked assassins and facing off alone against Raphael, the top Heaven expert.
And what about him? He was hailed as the Underworld’s greatest prodigy, content to linger under King Qinguang’s shadow.
In retrospect, he was nothing but a frog in a well.
Unknowingly, the one he had always looked down on—the kid with little strength but a knack for messing with his mind—had become someone he could barely hope to catch.
Good. Kid, you’ve just made me angry.
Raphael’s gaze darkened, coldly locking onto Lin Chen.
Zhoushan.
The King of Hell was wounded in the waist, but his eyes still burned brightly, and the long staff in his hand radiated a terrifying aura.
Kirupa and his two companions dared not make a rash move.
Scoundrels, resorting to a sneak attack.
The King of Hell glared at the three of them in fury.
His two soul captors were the strongest among them, but now one was dead and the other injured, lacking the strength to continue fighting.
Now he was wounded as well, facing three opponents alone—it was indeed a tough situation.
A sly smile curled at the corner of Arye’s mouth as he said cheerfully, “We are assassins; sneak attacks are our specialty. Facing multiple enemies alone is nothing to be ashamed of.”
“I can handle it myself!”
Armor Demon said coldly, twisting his neck, his face filled with murderous intent as he stared at the King of Hell.
Kirupa hefted his greatsword and laughed, “Let’s go together. Shaliel is already preparing the victory banquet.”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
High above in the sky, a black dot slowly descended.
Whether from the Underworld or Heaven, everyone was stunned.
It was a helicopter!
More than a dozen warriors jumped out of the cabin.
And there was one person who was thrown out.
“Yo, yo, yo, the final battle’s already halfway through—are we late?”
“The boss has been hiding in vain; the fight’s already half over.”
A group of diverse figures strode into the battle circle.
Neither the warriors of the Underworld nor those of Heaven could help but give way.
These were all infamous assassins.
Leading the charge was a cowboy—gunslinger Kevin.
Behind him, wielding a three-section staff, was the ruthless Kim Jung-ho.
Kirupa and the others’ expressions shifted slightly.
The Asura Sect!
Among them, Kevin and Kim Jung-ho were the strongest.
But the one who truly made him feel pressured was the kid who had been thrown from the helicopter.
That guy was the strongest!
This was an instinct honed from thirty years of bitter fighting—an instinct that never failed.
The King of Hell raised an eyebrow, showing a look of surprise.
“Are these people from the Asura Sect?”
“What a restless sleep—my waist aches all over.”
Bai Xiu opened his eyes, frowned, stretched his shoulders, and stood up from the beach.
Qin Shan, holding a cannon hammer, picked his nose and said, “Dachao threw him.”
Liu Dachao, furious, leapt up and delivered an iron palm strike to Qin Shan’s chest, “You’re talking nonsense!”
Kim Jung-ho looked at Bai Xiu and said in somewhat clumsy Daxia language, “Boss Bai, how shall we divide the spoils?”
Bai Xiu somehow pulled out two short guns and combined them into a long spear.
“Whatever works. They only have three strong guys anyway.”
His still-sleepy eyes fixed on Kirupa and his two companions, he said calmly, “Let’s all go in together.”
Qiushan Island.
“This guy really is tough; we two don’t even need to get involved,”
Kamel said, looking at the bound King of Equality with disdain curling his lips.
King of Equality was the weakest, usually handling internal affairs of the Underworld—she was easily beaten by Kamel alone.
Metatron looked at the Underworld warriors, whose eyes revealed panic, and a cold-blooded smile crept across his heavily wrinkled face: “Slaughter all the remaining warriors.”
The assassins of Heaven prepared to strike.
At that moment, a huge figure suddenly leapt from the calm sea.
A majestic beast, looking neither like a wolf nor a dog, stirred crystalline waves as it jumped out of the water.
Behind it, there seemed to be a handsome young man with his fists wrapped in bandages.
“One beast for each of us,”
Fang Jueming spoke up.
Hongtian wore a defiant, unruly expression and said arrogantly, "I'm not even human, so I'll leave everything to you."
Fang Jueming:
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
