Swish, swish, swish!
Three steel needles instantly killed the demonic beast in front of him.
An Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at Long Aoyun, his gaze piercingly cold.
This guy's strength was indeed formidable!
The most crucial point was that he actually couldn't see through his true strength.
"Don't be afraid!"
Hu Mei'er, dressed in a red skirt, said with a resolute look in her eyes, "Huo Chen has already led his troops to surround this place! We must hold on!"
Hearing this news, the demonic beasts of the Hundred Ghosts Sect once again showed a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
No matter how strong Long Aoyun was, he was still just one person.
Their Hundred Ghosts Sect had the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits and the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends.
How could they not be able to stop a single Long Aoyun!
An Yi put on his jacket and walked over carrying the Dragon Fang Magic Sword. He said leisurely, "Aren't you curious as to why your reinforcements haven't arrived yet?"
Hong Tian's soul-snatching technique was a bit unreliable, and the inherited memories were incomplete.
However, he still knew the information about the Hundred Ghosts Sect coordinating from the inside and outside to capture Tianlong Temple.
Hu Mei'er swept her cold eyes over An Yi, "Brat, don't even think about shaking our morale!"
Although she sounded tough, Hu Mei'er's heart had already begun to panic.
She knew about Ghost Bear's death from the very beginning.
So she beat them at their own game. She and Wang Xi put on a play in front of everyone to attract their attention.
Then she had the others take the opportunity to steal the Golden Sarira.
That's right!
Her original purpose was neither to seduce An Yi nor to seduce Master Yuan Yi.
Their true goal was the Golden Sarira!
It was a perfectly calculated plan!
She had intended to secretly seize the Golden Sarira and then have these undercover agents lurking in the major sects cause a riot.
They could then take advantage of the chaos to open Tianlong Temple, coordinate from the inside and outside, and bring in the reinforcements.
What she didn't expect was...
The wolf demonic beast twins were actually killed in the Swastika Realm.
After the meeting ended, Master Yuan Yi actually resorted to a tactic of opening the doors to invite the thieves in.
He actively invited everyone into the Swastika Realm!
Thus, her plan was completely disrupted!
Left with no choice, she decided to expose those hidden pieces lurking in the major sects to fight head-on with these martial artists.
However, the outcome was still good; Heimu had stolen the Golden Sarira.
But she never expected that the Master of the Pantheon, the Great Xia God of War Long Aoyun, would actually appear here!
Now, the reinforcements were long overdue.
Hu Mei'er's heart was truly in a panic.
She had meticulously planned every single step of this setup from beginning to end.
Yet she never expected it to collapse so completely!
"Seal the exit!"
Long Aoyun's aloof eyes were icy cold as he commanded, "Don't let a single one escape!"
...
Tianlong Mountain.
Densely packed demonic beasts gathered from the foot of the mountain.
Rumble!
At the very front, ten-meter-tall giant bulls lined up in a row, their stance terrifying.
A giant horse wreathed in flames appeared, its iron hooves stepping on the road, making a deafening sound.
On horseback sat a man clad in armor, standing a massive three meters tall. His fiery red long hair danced wildly like flames.
A python was coiled around his waist, making him look extremely terrifying.
He was the demonic beast ranked third among the Heavenly Spirits of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, Huo Chen!
At Tianlong Temple, numerous martial monks held their staffs, standing by in strict defense.
But whether in terms of numbers or momentum, they were far inferior.
How could a mere Tianlong Temple be able to block the vast horde of demonic beasts?
"That bitch Hu Mei'er is right inside. Whoever saves her gets to enjoy her for a night for free!"
Huo Chen grinned, boosting their morale.
Sure enough, the demonic beasts below became restless.
Behind him, a three-eyed young man chuckled lightly, "Using Mei'er as a reward without permission, aren't you afraid she'll kill you when she gets out!"
"Hahaha, what's there to be afraid of!"
Huo Chen grinned and said, "Once I get the Golden Sarira, I'll definitely have a good time with that woman!"
The three-eyed young man suddenly said in a deep voice, "Something's not right. It seems there are more than just Tianlong Temple people here!"
"What do you mean?"
Huo Chen's expression changed slightly as he asked in doubt.
Crack!
The ground suddenly caved in.
Numerous demonic beasts fell into the pit completely off guard.
Right at this moment, streaks of firelight flashed in the sky.
They drew dazzling rays of light across the horizon.
Huo Chen stared at the sky, frowning, "What is this..."
As he spoke.
Missiles tore through the azure sky and had already fallen down!
Rumble!
Waves of earth surged across the ground! Flames shot up into the sky! The entire ground began to shake and resonate!
Those massive demonic beasts had no resistance against the missiles and were instantly blown into pieces of flesh.
"Flee! Everyone flee!"
Huo Chen looked at the powerful, sky-high flames and roared miserably.
But at this time, his voice could not be heard clearly amidst the rumbling explosions, instantly covered up...
...
Tianlong Temple, Swastika Realm.
Heimu swung his staff to knock away Ji Chen's monk spade, preparing to smash it down.
The rumbling wind from the staff fluctuated, carrying a sharp whistling sound as it broke through the air.
Ji Chen's ferocious face had now dissipated, returning to his original gentle appearance.
His strength, correspondingly, dropped from the peak of the Spirit Gathering realm back to the late stage of the Spirit Gathering realm.
"Go to hell!"
Heimu roared shrilly.
He swung the staff toward his head.
Thud!
Master Yuan Yi's fist had already pierced through Heimu's chest from behind.
"Old thing..."
Heimu looked at the fist piercing his chest, his eyes full of anger, and said with difficulty.
Thump!
His body fell down.
Although Master Yuan Yi was old, he was after all ranked second on the Heavenly Roll.
Under a charged sneak attack, how could the completely defenseless Heimu possibly block it?
"Master..."
Seeing this, a look of joy appeared in Ji Chen's eyes.
Master Yuan Yi withdrew his fist, his expression a bit awkward, and snorted, "Don't misunderstand, I did it for the Golden Sarira."
The number of demonic beasts present was no longer large.
They were already at a disadvantage, and now they were beaten to the point of having no power to fight back.
The last demonic beast had its throat sealed by An Yi's sword.
Only Hu Mei'er was left in the entire place!
"It's all over..."
Hu Mei'er's eyes were dull, and she fell to her knees with a thump.
"How do we deal with this woman?"
Chen Bing looked at An Yi and asked thoughtfully.
Ranked fourth among the Heavenly Spirits in the Hundred Ghosts Sect, her strength was absolutely not to be underestimated.
Moreover, she knew quite a few things, so keeping her alive might be useful.
An Yi pondered, glancing at the tattered-clothed Hu Mei'er, and said, "Detain her for now. This woman will definitely be of great use in the future!"
A trace of coldness revealed in Hu Mei'er's eyes.
With the reinforcements long overdue, she could be certain something had gone wrong.
Leaving this place would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens!
Squelch!
Her sharp claws directly pierced through her own neck!
"Damn, she killed herself!"
An Yi raised an eyebrow.
What a pity!
Cangqiong Daoist said in a deep voice, "Although we dealt a blow to the Hundred Ghosts Sect this time, there are still many demonic beasts hidden in the secular world. How should we handle them next?"
Long Aoyun's mouth curled into a faint smile. He looked at An Yi and said proudly, "An Yi! This is our first formal meeting."
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e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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?"
