What's going on!
Xing Yunhai revealed anger and asked coldly.
He needed a reasonable explanation!
His reinforcements hadn't arrived, so why had this group of people come instead!
Xu Kang whispered: Palace Master, prepare for battle.
Xu Kang knew clearly that these martial artists from their Heavenly Palace were not all their forces.
Nearly half of the people had been stationed by Xing Yunhai on the outskirts of the floating island, precisely to prevent petty opportunists from taking advantage of the chaos.
Now, Cheng Yuanfeng leading the martial artists to charge into the floating island already indicated that these people had broken through the outer defenses.
The Bai Family, the Hua Family, the Breath Control Sect...
Xu Kang's eyes showed a trace of gravity. There weren't many of these people, but each one was an expert!
Wu Chen withdrew his golden light, sweat beading on his bald head.
He saw that the youth leading the Bai Family group was that kid named Bai Xiu.
The group had already rushed to the floating island's sky bridge.
"Hahaha, Brother Bai, I never expected that among the Bai Family's younger generation, there would be such a powerful expert."
The Hua Family's patriarch, a rough-looking old man dark as charcoal.
Bai Chenshan said: "Brother Hua, I'll have to rely on you later."
Both had once been elders of the Heavenly Palace, experts at the late Spirit Gathering stage!
They were absolutely among the top fighters present.
"Hahaha, what are you talking about? The Heavenly Palace absolutely cannot fall into the hands of these two. I, the old man, am the first to disagree!"
Grandpa Hua looked at Hua Fengyu beside him and roared: "Grandson, perform well later. The Hua Family people must not be looked down upon."
Hua Fengyu felt somewhat speechless.
Wanting him to compare with Bai Xiu? How was that possible!
Bai Chenshan chuckled lightly.
Now, Bai Xiu was the pride of their Bai Family!
Grandpa Hua looked at Bai Xiu riding ahead on a horned horse and quickly said: "Brother Bai, your grandson... seems to be asleep..."
Ning Er, traveling alongside them, swiftly grabbed Bai Xiu with one hand and grinned: "Senior Hua, don't worry, we'll keep an eye on him!"
Grandpa Hua hesitated: "Is this kid of yours really capable or not?"
"Well then, Brother Hua, you'll just have to watch closely." Bai Chenshan revealed a smile.
Bai Xiu was originally extremely powerful, and a few days ago, after devouring the Bai Family's ancestral lightning, his strength had advanced another level!
It's just a pity, no one knows when he'll wake up...
The Breath Control Sect charged at the very front.
Cheng Yuanfeng utilized his breath control technique, taking the lead.
His clothes were stained with blood, clearly having already experienced a fight.
The martial artists Xing Yunhai had dispatched to the outskirts were numerous.
But the Breath Control Sect, the Bai Family, and the Hua Family were not to be trifled with either.
After resisting those outer martial artists.
Their elite forces turned into a sharp blade, heading straight for the heart of the Heavenly Palace, planning to resolve things quickly.
Cheng Yuanfeng downed the last mouthful of Erguotou, a sharp glint appearing in his eyes.
Twenty years ago, his family was destroyed.
Who would have thought that twenty years later, he would return.
Reluctantly finishing the last of the Erguotou, he tossed the bottle into the air, where it suddenly shattered.
Cheng Yuanfeng's body became enveloped in swirling protective energy as he rode the wind, charging straight at Xing Yunhai!
"You actually didn't die!"
Xing Yunhai's eyes were icy.
Back during the tavern assassination attempt, he had counterattacked and wounded him.
He thought Cheng Yuanfeng would die, never expecting him to survive unscathed.
Not only that, but his strength had also reached the early Heavenly Guardian stage!
Energy swirled around Cheng Yuanfeng's fingertips as he said slowly: "Heavenly Palace, it's time to repay the debt!"
Wu Chen and Xu Kang stepped forward, blocking the way.
"Hey, these two brats, leave them to us old brothers!"
Grandpa Hua let out a great shout, like thunderclap.
Bai Chenshan, holding a double-edged spear, followed closely behind.
Xu Kang glanced at the situation, his eyes dimming as he inwardly cursed, "This is bad."
In terms of strength, both Bai Chenshan and Grandpa Hua had once been Heavenly Palace elders.
He and Wu Chen could entangle them, but they were definitely no match!
However, their side had more martial artists in number, holding the advantage! Once the outer martial artists freed up their hands to support, these people wouldn't be a problem.
The rest would depend on the contest between Xing Yunhai and Cheng Yuanfeng.
Boom!
Protective gales collided with golden blade radiance!
The two who clashed head-on were both forced back several meters.
The golden blade in Xing Yunhai's hand shone brilliantly as he sneered: "Early Heavenly Guardian stage? Something's off. Last time we fought, you were still at the late Spirit Gathering stage."
A fierce azure protective gale swirled around Cheng Yuanfeng as he said plainly: "My strength has just recovered, that's all."
Twenty years ago, his strength had been at the early Heavenly Guardian stage!
Blade radiance and protective energy collided!
The shockwaves from the impacts meant no one dared to approach within a one-mile radius, fearing they would be caught in the fallout.
After several rounds of entanglement.
Xing Yunhai gasped for breath, the hand holding the golden blade trembling slightly.
Although both were at the early Heavenly Guardian stage, in terms of actual combat power, he was no match for Cheng Yuanfeng at his peak.
At this moment, a whirlwind began to swirl around Cheng Yuanfeng, the terrifying gale like sharp blades cutting forward!
Xing Yunhai let out a roar, using the blade's body to defend.
Bang!
The golden blade was sent flying!
At the same time, Cheng Yuanfeng's figure had already darted forward like a ghost.
His hand rose in a sword-finger gesture, slashing towards Xing Yunhai's neck.
Sssshhh!
Blood sprayed. Xing Yunhai staggered back two steps.
Cheng Yuanfeng frowned.
Not dead!
This fat man's defensive power was truly terrifying; it actually hadn't pierced his throat.
"Spirit-Returning Pill! No wonder your strength surged suddenly. It's all just a bluff."
Xing Yunhai retreated, wiped the blood from his neck, gasped heavily, and grinned wildly: "Thinking you can rebel with just this bunch of old fogies!"
Cheng Yuanfeng, Bai Chenshan, plus Grandpa Hua.
The ones who could really fight were just these three.
The other martial artists, although skilled, were ultimately too few in number.
Now, as long as they held out until those outer martial artists arrived for support, Cheng Yuanfeng would surely be defeated.
A smile curled at the corner of Cheng Yuanfeng's mouth: "Who said it's only us!"
Xing Yunhai's eyes turned sharp.
Bluffing?
Looking across the Heavenly Palace, all the powerful major sects had submitted to him.
The remaining minor sects were insignificant.
He really couldn't think of any reason Cheng Yuanfeng could win.
"You little bald donkey, take this old man's hammer!"
Grandpa Hua's great hammer smashed down fiercely.
The defensive line formed by dozens of Buddhist prayer beads was instantly torn apart!
Wu Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his spirit wilting.
Elder Hua had always been the strongest among the Heavenly Palace's three great elders.
Otherwise, back then, he wouldn't have been so overbearing as to directly ignore Murong Qinghong and establish his own independent faction.
Hearing the commotion!
Wu Chen looked at the figures below the floating island, a smile curling on his lips.
The reinforcements from the outskirts had arrived!
Then, his smile froze.
These... were not their outer martial artists...
Xu Kang's face darkened. He never expected the final reinforcements to be the enemy!
"That's... the Asura Sect!"
Bai Chenshan sent Xu Kang reeling back with a spear thrust and said calmly.
"Support them, quickly!"
Shangguan Qianqian's black long hair was tied in a ponytail, giving off a heroic and spirited air.
Her face, devoid of any makeup and breathtakingly beautiful, showed anxiety.
She hadn't expected Cheng Yuanfeng to strike first without waiting for them.
But, thankfully, they made it in time!
Behind her were the Asura Sect members.
Gu Changfeng, Xiao Yike, Han Liang, Kim Jung-ho led the Asura Sect's main force, a mighty contingent of over a thousand people.
The martial artists Xing Yunhai had stationed in the outskirts were, not long after the Asura Sect's arrival, shattered by the charge and fled in panic.
Those martial artists never had much loyalty to Xing Yunhai to begin with; they had only sided with him for the grand promises made if they helped him become Palace Master.
Now, at this life-and-death juncture, how could he possibly continue to work for him?
Seeing the members of the Asura Sect appear, Xing Yunhai's last hope vanished.
He had lost.
The position of Heavenly Palace Master, barely secured and not yet warmed, was to be handed over to someone else just like that?
He refused to accept it!
Xing Yunhai's eyes turned icy as he looked toward Xing Yunjun, who was bound by the punishment shackles, his expression one of madness.
No, he still had one final card to play!
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?!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
