Big brother, is it really you?
Xing Yunhai took two steps back, looking at the Xing Yunjun before him, his face filled with terror.
Twenty years had passed.
He had gone from a green youth to a greasy, pig-headed man.
But he had never imagined that his elder brother, who had been dead for twenty years, was actually still alive!
Xu Kang and the others, on the contrary, retreated several steps, their faces showing horror.
Xing Yunjun being alive was not good news for them.
They had chosen to support Xing Yunhai to become the new palace master. If Xing Yunjun was still alive, it would mean all their efforts over these many years would come to nothing!
Palace Master!
Yin Zheng slowly walked over, his aged face covered in tear stains.
The Palace Master is alive!
Xing Yunjun slowly stepped forward, looking at the people who had appeared, his eyes blank.
"Palace Master, you..."
Yin Zheng, seeing Xing Yunjun's unfocused gaze, was struck by an indescribable sorrow.
He could tell that Xing Yunjun had lost his mind!
"Guardian Yin, step back. He is no longer my brother."
Xing Yunhai said leisurely with a sigh.
Hearing this, Yin Zheng's body trembled, and he said coldly, "Second Young Master, what do you mean?"
Xu Kang's expression turned icy. "Let's act as if the Palace Master never appeared."
The intention was obvious.
They absolutely could not let Xing Yunjun disrupt the plan they had schemed for so many years.
"Amitabha."
Wu Chen stepped forward slowly, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes, the Buddhist prayer beads in his hand shimmering with a jade-green light.
Xing Yunhai also took out a long halberd.
Yin Zheng said angrily, "You're insane! What are you trying to do? The Palace Master has lost his mind; he poses no threat to you."
"His mind could recover one day. Sorry, but I don't like leaving loose ends!"
Xing Yunhai said softly.
His tone, though calm, was filled with a chilling coldness that made one's hair stand on end.
"If you want to move against the Palace Master, you'll have to step over my dead body first!" Yin Zheng gripped his crescent-moon blade and roared.
A flash of golden light!
Xing Yunhai's obese figure silently swept past.
The golden greatsword spun!
A grizzled head fell to the ground and rolled.
"Then as you wish!"
Facing this guardian who had protected him for twenty years, there was not a flicker of change on Xing Yunhai's face, only a terrifying sternness.
"Hehe! Serves him right!"
Wu Chen revealed a strange smile.
Not far away, Xu Kang narrowed his eyes, his gaze towards Xing Yunhai now filled with a hint of wariness.
Outside the dungeon, behind the rockery.
Lin Chen watched secretly. Beside him, Mo Jiu had already fainted.
His one move, "Wind Burst," had not only broken through the dungeon but also knocked out Mo Jiu.
At this moment, Lin Chen's expression grew increasingly grave.
The four guardians of the Heavenly Palace—Buddhist, Daoist, Confucian, and Military—possessed extraordinary strength!
But this fat man was able to kill Guardian Yin Zheng in a single move!
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Chen wouldn't have believed that this seemingly idle and useless Second Master Xing actually possessed such terrifying power.
"Big brother, life is short. Living in this state, neither human nor ghost, must be torment for you."
Xing Yunhai said with melancholy, swinging his greatsword swiftly towards Xing Yunjun.
Clang!
A large hand grasped the blade of Xing Yunhai's sword.
"You—"
Xing Yunhai was shocked.
After being imprisoned for twenty years, Xing Yunjun still possessed such formidable strength!
Xing Yunjun looked at the obese man before him, revealing a hint of killing intent.
His mind was gone, but an animalistic instinct made him counterattack against danger!
"Second Young Master, danger!"
Xu Kang made his move. A horsetail whisk transformed into countless threads, entangling Xing Yunjun.
Among the four guardians, his strength appeared to rank second. But in truth, he was the strongest!
The scholarly swordsman Wang Jiudong had been slain under his whisk in less than ten rounds.
"Bind!"
Simultaneously, Wu Chen also reacted.
The Buddhist prayer beads formed a closed loop, restraining Xing Yunjun.
The reason Wu Chen was favored by Xing Yunhai was also due to his exceptional talent.
Now only twenty-nine years old, he already possessed strength on par with his master, Mi Huan.
Both were top-tier experts.
The restraint they formed could be imagined as terrifying.
Rip!
The prayer beads shattered, the whisk turned into a sky full of fragments!
Both Xu Kang and Wu Chen were forced back two steps!
Shock was evident in their pupils.
This former number one expert of the immortal sect, imprisoned for twenty years, had not regressed much in strength.
Xing Yunjun gathered a ball of light between his fingers.
Terrifying spiritual power raged and converged at his fingertip, slowly gathering above Xing Yunhai's head.
"Brother! It's me, Yunhai!"
Xing Yunhai shouted.
Xing Yunjun showed no sign of being moved, the light at his fingertips continuously gathering.
Seeing that familial affection could not sway him, Xing Yunhai's eyes also turned murderous, his ferocious nature fully revealed.
Mad golden spiritual power surged forth.
Xu Kang and Wu Chen exchanged a glance, both showing fear.
"Heavenly Aura Stage!"
Xing Yunhai was actually a Heavenly Aura Stage spiritual practitioner!
"Run!"
An aged voice came from within the jade pendant.
Having already sensed the danger, Lin Chen did not hesitate. He grabbed the unconscious Mo Jiu and swiftly rushed out of the dungeon area.
Golden spiritual power collided with light spiritual power!
The resulting powerful shockwave, like a spiritual storm, ravaged everything around.
A long time later!
The dungeon grew quiet.
The surrounding buildings had been leveled to the ground.
Xing Yunhai was covered in wounds, gasping for breath, blood dripping down.
On the other side, Xing Yunjun appeared unharmed but had fallen into unconsciousness.
In terms of strength, Xing Yunjun, the former number one expert of the immortal sect, was clearly superior.
However, unfortunately, the current Xing Yunjun's utilization of power was very rigid.
Xing Yunhai struggled to pick up his golden sword, then slowly put it down again, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
On a secluded floating island within the immortal sect.
Inside a magnificent and grand palace, the atmosphere was eerily sinister, completely different from the immortal aura of the outside world.
Two child attendants were waiting under a tree outside the hall, dozing off while leaning against each other.
"Long Yang, Duan Xiu!"
A childish voice rang out.
"Witch Immortal!"
The two child attendants, Long Yang and Duan Xiu, instantly woke up and hurried inside.
Inside the hall, it was gloomy and sinister, sending chills down one's spine.
Several bats with blood-red eyes flew back and forth, emitting extremely unpleasant sounds.
"Witch Immortal, are you... are you there?"
Long Yang cautiously poked his head in and asked.
Inside were strange talismans and array diagrams.
A bright red glow exuded an extremely bloody aura.
Surrounding them were piles of bones.
"You two, dispose of these corpses."
The childish voice sounded again.
Long Yang and Duan Xiu felt their hair stand on end!
It was a child's voice!
Sure enough, when they turned to look, they finally spotted the diminutive Witch Immortal in a corner!
Judging by his appearance, the Witch Immortal seemed no more than seven or eight years old.
"Yes, yes!"
Long Yang and Duan Xiu, the two child attendants, dared not say more and began skillfully moving the corpses.
A faint smile appeared on the Witch Immortal's childish face.
"Finally understand why the Heavenly Yin spiritual vein is a calamity. So, it all started because of her.
And a reincarnator... hehe, past, future, past, future... So it's really possible for someone to traverse the beginning and the end... cough! cough!"
A fit of violent coughing, the Witch Immortal gasped for breath.
He looked at the palm he had used to cover his mouth; it was stained with bright red blood.
"Tsk tsk, never expected... I was just a bit curious, and ended up paying with my life."
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
