At that moment, An Yi finished gathering his power!
The black-gold heavy sword was enveloped in a brilliant azure spiritual light!
In this instant, the Fire Old Demon felt his very soul tremble.
An Yi charged forward, sword in hand!
The Fire Old Demon had no power to resist. Struck by the blade, the bone saber he had nourished for a hundred years shattered!
A shocking azure spiritual light erupted. The shockwave from the sword's radiance swept through, forcing back many nearby Fire Ghost Sect disciples.
By now, after his swing, An Yi's figure had already appeared behind the Fire Old Demon, slowly sheathing his sword.
Thud!
The Fire Old Demon's hunched figure, battered by the powerful sword force, was already in tatters.
His chest had been cleaved halfway through by the heavy sword, his heart pierced!
Having roamed the immortal sects for over a hundred years, the Fire Ghost Sect's Grand Elder, the infamous evil cultivator Fire Old Demon, had fallen!
On the other side.
Blood dripped from the tip of Bai Xiu's spear.
On the ground lay a tattered, hole-riddled folding fan.
The Heavenly Demon Sect's Elder Xu was dead!
Thus, the top experts of the four great sects had all been slain!
Dragon-Slaying Nine Swords, Third Form: Wind Chaos!
An Yi drew his long sword.
It transformed into a sky-full of sword energy. The martial artists below were enveloped, directly sliced into mincemeat—an utterly horrifying scene.
Bai Xiu was heavily injured. After killing Elder Xu, he was already at the end of his strength.
Yet still, no one dared approach!
Every flick of his spear tip claimed another martial artist's life.
Xiao Yike was undoubtedly killing the most fiercely.
Influenced by the bloodlust, the more injured he became, the stronger his power!
By now, he had charged deep into the crowd, his broadsword swinging madly.
Kim Jung-ho, the Crippled Wolf, was not slow either.
But he specifically sought out powerful experts to fight!
Elsewhere, Gu Changfeng, Ning Er, Tu Langlang, and numerous Asura Gate and Green Kite Pavilion martial artists joined the fray together!
The remaining martial artists were utterly routed, their faces filled with terror, having already lost the will to fight.
Even their sect leaders and elders had been easily killed.
What were they, mere underlings, worth?
Run!
Some martial artists stopped fighting, desperately fleeing down the mountain from the Green Kite Pavilion.
An Yi stopped, watching the fleeing martial artists, and calmly issued the order: "Let not a single one escape!"
"Yes!" the crowd answered in unison.
A faint glimmer of dawn appeared in the eastern sky. The stars in the west receded, and the silver moon had faded to a blur.
The sky turned the color of a fish's belly as a red sun rose slowly.
The sounds of distant slaughter gradually ceased as time passed.
In the dense forest.
Ning Haotian ran in panic, his expression frantic.
The Heavenly Demon Sect had eight elders in total; five had died in this one battle!
Without strong experts to support it, what difference would there be between the future Heavenly Demon Sect and those third-rate minor sects?
He had to escape. If he died too, the Heavenly Demon Sect would simply disband.
"Ning Haotian, where do you think you're running!"
Ning Er intercepted his path, holding a broadsword, his killing intent palpable as he stepped towards him.
Ning Haotian stopped and said coldly, "What do you want?"
Ning Er's eyes were bloodshot. "Tell me, was it you who killed father?"
"What if it was?" Ning Haotian replied coldly.
He knew that although his affair with Zhang Rou'er was secret, his foolish younger brother was aware of it.
Anyone with a bit of sense would clearly understand that he was the mastermind behind the scenes, so he simply stopped hiding it.
At this moment, Ning Er looked as if struck by lightning, staggering back two steps. His eyes filled with red veins, his voice hoarse: "So... it really was you!"
Ning Haotian: "..."
"You beast worse than pigs or dogs! Are you even fit to be human?!"
Ning Er stepped forward, the aura around him steadily rising.
Ning Haotian was terrified, stammering, "Y-you... what are you doing?! I'm your own brother! Stop, stop it—"
Sslash!
Blood splattered!
Ning Er sheathed his blade and said coldly, "Go. Don't let me see you again."
With that, Ning Er strode away without looking back.
No matter how heinous this person's crimes, he was still his own brother. Ning Er couldn't bring himself to kill him.
Ning Haotian stared blankly, looking up at the sky, a miserable smile appearing on his face.
Go?
His idiot brother had just chopped off both his arms and legs. How was he supposed to go?
In front of the Green Kite Pavilion's mountain gate lay the miserable aftermath of the battle.
Fortunately, they had held off the attack, preventing the flames of war from reaching the sect's interior.
"Hisss! That hurts like hell, you wretched woman! Do you even know how to bandage?!"
Xiao Yike roared with a furious expression.
Wu Susu's face darkened. Gritting her teeth, she continued wrapping the bandage around Xiao Yike's arm.
During the battle, the more injured Xiao Yike got, the more ferocious he became. No one could stop him.
The consequence was that he was the most severely wounded!
There wasn't a patch of good skin left on his body.
"Wretched woman, be gentler!"
Xiao Yike grimaced and shouted.
Wu Susu clenched her fist and hit him on the head: "Who are you calling a wretched woman?!"
"Hisss, you dare hit me?!"
"I'm hitting you exactly!"
After a tussle, Wu Susu finally subdued Xiao Yike, binding him with bandages into a mummy.
It was also fortunate this guy was heavily injured, otherwise she might not have been able to subdue him!
Wu Susu sighed. She wasn't interested in muscular men; she preferred delicate, handsome young men.
Of course, if they were very vigorous in that aspect, perhaps muscular men could be considered too.
"Had enough?"
Wu Susu patted her hands triumphantly, not caring if he was a patient or not.
Xiao Yike had already switched to his other personality, appearing delicate and shy, stammering, "Y-yes, m-miss... c-could you loosen it a bit? I-it's too tight."
Wu Susu: "..."
What's wrong with this guy?!
On the other side, Guoguo was clumsily bandaging Tu Langlang.
Her technique was awkward, yet she stubbornly refused to let anyone else bandage Tu Langlang.
As a result, Tu Langlang's head was wrapped in layer upon layer of bandages, eventually covering even his two horns. From a distance, he looked like an Arab.
After finishing, Guoguo breathed a sigh of relief and happily patted Tu Langlang's head lightly: "There, absolutely perfect!"
Tu Langlang felt a bit dizzy. His face was slightly red. This little girl was bandaging him head-on, standing rather close.
So, he kept inadvertently experiencing the tender softness of her budding youth.
"I... I only had a scratch on my forehead. Was it necessary to wrap this much?" Tu Langlang asked curiously.
Guoguo blushed: "O-of course it was necessary!"
Not far away, Gu Changfeng gritted his teeth, glaring fiercely at Tu Langlang, tears almost welling up in his eyes.
His girl in the bloom of youth!
She'd been snatched away!
"Stop staring. That's my future sister-in-law!"
Tu Yiyi poked Gu Changfeng's forehead, saying cheerfully.
She was naturally happy that her blockhead of an older brother had someone who liked him!
Over at Kim Jung-ho's side, the one treating him was Wang Yue.
"Young man, this physique is truly not bad! Back at the Joyful Red Pavilion, I rarely encountered one like you!"
Wang Yue gazed intently at Kim Jung-ho, her eyes like silk, her delicate body leaning closer and closer to him.
"These broad shoulders are just like the 38th customer I welcomed."
"Tsk tsk, these hands are so beautiful, exactly the same as my 275th customer's!"
"These eyes, they're like my 300th—"
Kim Jung-ho chuckled happily, repeatedly saying: "Thank you!"
He was Korean. His everyday Chinese for communication was okay, but Wang Yue was speaking with the accent of the immortal sect world, slightly different from the secular world. He didn't quite understand, but he knew she was complimenting him.
Moreover, the young lady tending to his wounds was noticeably more beautiful than the others, which only added to his delight. He was utterly oblivious to anything being amiss.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
