The Hundred Ghosts Sect!
An Yi was suddenly startled.
Didn't Nie Xuan, the sect master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, perish together with Nie Chengwen just last month?!
Furthermore, the Pantheon had invaded the Xuan Realm and ambushed the remnants of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.
He never expected them to make a comeback so quickly!
Candice said anxiously, An, just tonight, the Xiya Nation was occupied by the people of the Hundred Ghosts Sect. All of our Knights Templar stationed in Xiya have been slaughtered.
Moreover, we observed that a portion of the Hundred Ghosts Sect forces is heading towards Great Xia.
The Knights Templar was a martial artist organization spread across the entire Blue Star. Except for Great Xia, almost every other country had their embassies.
Therefore, their grasp of information was far more well-informed than other organizations.
An Yi frowned and said, These guys have actually risen from the ashes.
The Pantheon's efficiency is really terrible!
Their vigorous ghost-slaughtering plan ended up slaughtering nothing but air.
Candice said anxiously, You must be careful. The grudge between the Hundred Ghosts Sect and the Asura Sect is the deepest. I'm really worried about you...
With a heavy heart, An Yi hung up the phone.
He had a faint ominous premonition.
He could not figure out where the Hundred Ghosts Sect got the courage to provoke a war when Nie Xuan was already dead!
Qin Yao held her phone, looking at the intelligence just sent over by the Underworld, and said in a deep voice, Candice is right. The Hundred Ghosts Sect is back.
It all happened just tonight.
The Xiya Nation had already been completely overrun by the demonic beasts of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.
An Yi furrowed his brows and said, If I remember correctly, the martial artist organization of the Xiya Nation is the Blue Blades, right?
The Blue Blades have been completely slaughtered!
Qin Yao's expression was heavy as she handed over her phone.
Just now, the people from the Underworld had sent pictures of the current situation in the Xiya Nation.
Shen Muxuan took a curious glance, and her pretty face instantly turned pale.
The photos on the phone shockingly displayed rows of bloody corpses.
From the uniforms they wore, one could vaguely tell that they were the martial artists of the Blue Blades.
And the smiles of those demonic beasts were hideous and terrifying.
The Blue Blades organization ranks above the Heavenly Dragon Temple in the world organization rankings. They are the number one faction among the major countries in the South Sea. I didn't expect them to be massacred by the Hundred Ghosts Sect overnight!
Qin Yao thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, Something's not right. The Hundred Ghosts Sect is simply striking blindly. They're crazy! Where did they get the confidence!
Calculating carefully, even if they added the thirty-six Heavenly Spirits and the seventy-two Earthly Fiends of the Hundred Ghosts, they wouldn't dare to make enemies of the entire Blue Star.
An Yi's eyes turned slightly cold, and he suddenly thought of the Gourd Immortal.
He knew that Nie Xuan seemed to be able to enter the Ancient Continent...
An ominous premonition lingered in his heart.
An Yi's face was ice-cold. Wake up Lin Chen, Old Bai, and the others! Emergency meeting!
...
Xuan Realm.
A man with instant-noodle-like curly hair squatted on a tree.
Looking at the land below that had turned into a desert in just a few days, his face was gloomy.
Something wasn't right!
Just a week ago, this place was still full of green grass. Why did it turn into a barren desert in just a short week?
Moreover, a more direct point was...
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth had disappeared!
The current Xuan Realm's spiritual energy was even thinner and more depleted than the secular world's!
What exactly happened!
Buzz!
The curly-haired man turned on the communication device on his arm.
A holographic projection popped up from it.
It was shockingly a beautiful woman.
Yo, Bai Ying!
The curly-haired man looked at the girl opposite him and said teasingly.
Call me Mao Rabbit!
The beautiful woman glared at him and said, Yin Tiger, how has the Xuan Realm been recently?
Killed them all clean, I suppose. Haven't seen any movement. They were all just small fries. I haven't seen a single great demon ranked among the Heavenly Spirits. I wonder how things are on Si Snake's side.
Yin Tiger said indifferently.
He felt something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Mao Rabbit nodded and said, Be careful with everything. Come back when you're almost done with the Xuan Realm. None of the top ten great demons are simple.
Hahaha, are you worrying about me? Yin Tiger asked, his eyebrows dancing with joy.
You're never serious!
Mao Rabbit cut off the communication.
The holographic projection also extinguished along with it.
This girl.
Yin Tiger smiled, then tried to connect with Si Snake.
But bizarrely, he couldn't connect at all.
Instantly, Yin Tiger felt something was wrong.
Their Pantheon's dedicated communication equipment didn't have issues with poor signal quality.
Failing to connect meant...
Are you looking for this guy?
An elegant-looking young man, as beautiful as a woman, slowly walked over, holding a man in black by the hand.
The man in his hand was covered in scars, his neck twisted into a bizarre shape and drooping. He had clearly been tortured to death.
Si Snake!
Yin Tiger's eyes became bloodshot. He was filled with murderous intent and his entire body trembled.
The elegant man covered his mouth and revealed a charming smile. This guy's strength was not bad. Unfortunately, he picked the wrong opponent. Now, it's your turn...
...
The Pantheon, at a long conference table.
A group of martial artists had solemn faces, and the atmosphere was oppressive.
What's going on!
A short man dressed in black questioned in a deep voice.
Below, many Pantheon members lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.
The man in black was Zi Rat, the head of the First Hall of the Twelve Halls of the Pantheon.
Lord Zi Rat! The Hundred Ghosts Sect is coming in aggressively, it's really quite strange.
Someone spoke up.
Back then, they had led the Pantheon's forces to advance.
The remnants of the Hundred Ghosts Sect had almost no power to fight back and were slaughtered until they were scattered and smashed.
How could they reappear in the secular world in such a short time.
Moreover, in just one encounter, they wiped out the massive Blue Blades organization.
Have we still not contacted Yin Tiger and the others? Zi Rat asked in a deep voice.
Several Pantheon members had sweat on their foreheads and stuttered, N-not yet... We are trying hard to establish a connection!
At this time, a tall man wearing a mask said in a muffled voice, First summon the other Hall Masters to gather. The situation this time is very critical!
They had been at war with the Hundred Ghosts Sect for over a thousand years.
This was the first time they had encountered such a large-scale war!
Zi Rat took a deep breath, trying hard to calm himself down.
He was the commander of the Pantheon, he had to remain calm at all times.
Chou Niu, where do you think the Hundred Ghosts Sect will choose to invade Great Xia?
Zi Rat looked at the tall masked man and asked.
Chou Niu shook his head. I'm not sure. You understand these things better than I do. But I feel that since it's an air raid, they might choose more prosperous areas.
Zi Rat suddenly thought of a possibility, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. The Imperial Capital!
Looking at it from all angles, the Imperial Capital would definitely be the first choice of the Hundred Ghosts Sect!
Next, the Law Enforcement Bureau is in danger!
Zi Rat said with a gloomy face.
The main hall of the Pantheon was not in the Imperial Capital, and the world did not know the location of the Pantheon. This had always been a mystery.
Although the Hundred Ghosts Sect wanted revenge, they simply couldn't find their whereabouts.
And the Law Enforcement Bureau, which previously mobilized missile bombings to kill an army of fifty thousand demonic beasts—that grudge wouldn't be so easily resolved.
Just at this moment.
The doors of the conference room opened.
Mao Rabbit's figure walked in, her voice choking with sobs. Yin Tiger and Si Snake died in battle!
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?!
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!
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?"
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?!
