Flames scorched Jiang Cheng. His clothes began to tear, turning into fragments and igniting under the intense heat.
"First Stage Flame Burst!"
Jiang Cheng's aura surged dramatically as he charged at Nie Xuan.
Yan Zhi wiped her tears, gripping her ice weapon tightly, and shouted through gritted teeth, "Everyone, retreat!"
"Where do you think you're going!"
Seeing this, Nie Xuan unleashed overwhelming purple flames that spread out like a sea of fire clouds.
Swoosh!
Just then, an equally ferocious crimson flame blocked Nie Xuan's attack.
"Your opponent is me!"
Jiang Cheng said coldly, his killing intent boiling.
The silver brass knuckles on his hands also turned scalding red under the scorching flames.
"You overestimate yourself!"
Nie Xuan glared at the retreating Enforcers and furiously attacked Jiang Cheng.
His bone claws moved with extreme speed, instantly piercing Jiang Cheng's chest!
Then, he flung him away!
Behind Nie Xuan, massive wings of purple flame unfurled, and he launched himself in pursuit of the distant Enforcers!
Boom!
Flames erupted all around!
A towering wall of crimson firelight formed, intercepting Nie Xuan.
Jiang Cheng struggled to his feet, covered in blood.
But before the blood could even drip, it was swallowed by the raging flames.
At this moment, his internal organs had been pierced through; it was a miracle he was still alive.
"Not dead yet!"
A cold glint appeared in Nie Xuan's sharp eyes.
Moreover, the strength of the kid before him was increasing at a terrifying rate.
In a flash, Nie Xuan's figure struck again.
He understood that if he didn't completely kill this kid, he could forget about catching up to the Enforcer Bureau agents.
The sharp bone claws, gleaming with a metallic luster, viciously pierced into Jiang Cheng's heart.
This strike completely severed his life force!
Jiang Cheng grinned, saying weakly, "Second Stage Flame Burst!"
As he spoke, intense fire burned through his body from the inside out.
At this moment, he completely transformed into a man of fire, devoid of consciousness.
Thump!
Jiang Cheng smashed a punch into Nie Xuan.
The powerful attack actually knocked Nie Xuan back a few paces, leaving a scorch mark on his chest.
To Nie Xuan, this was a naked insult!
In an instant.
Fists and bone claws clashed madly in the sky, the two figures moving so fast they became a blur.
Crimson flames intertwined with purple flames, dyeing the sky in magnificent colors.
"Die!"
Seizing an opportunity, ruthlessness flashed in Nie Xuan's eyes as his bone claws met the attack, severing Jiang Cheng's wrist.
A horizontal slash nearly split his shoulder open.
Looking at the fallen Jiang Cheng, Nie Xuan panted slightly.
This kid was much harder to deal with than he had imagined!
To think the mortal realm possessed such an expert!
Because of this, Nie Xuan's resolve to destroy this world grew even firmer.
He would usurp the spiritual essence here and head to the Ancient Continent to vie for supremacy!
In that grander world, he would display his true power!
"Third Stage Flame Burst!"
A voice so weak it was barely discernible rang out.
Suddenly.
Jiang Cheng, whose body had been burned beyond recognition by the flames, staggered to his feet and stepped forward.
He threw one final punch, smashing toward Nie Xuan with ultimate speed!
This breathtaking punch bathed the entire world in a crimson hue.
It was like a blazing sun suddenly appearing in the night sky!
Boom!
Taking the hit head-on, Nie Xuan's figure plummeted like a cannonball, crashing into the scorched ruins of the Enforcer Bureau building.
After throwing this punch, Jiang Cheng's swaying body began to disintegrate.
Only after seeing that all the Enforcer Bureau personnel had safely evacuated did he slowly collapse.
He turned into scattering flames, drifting down...
"Salute!"
In the distance, the crowd from the Enforcer Bureau looked toward the flames at the building, tears in their eyes as they offered a military salute!
...
Mystic Realm.
A giant ape with a white head and red feet was wielding a long staff, fighting against two martial artists in black.
Below them, countless martial artists in black uniforms were clashing with demons of various shapes and sizes.
The two sides engaged in a fierce slaughter.
This filled the barren land of the Mystic Realm with the aura of blood and death.
Clang!
The white ape swung its giant iron staff, smashing it toward a short, fat man.
Caught off guard, the man was struck by the staff, his ribs caving in.
"Haizhu!"
The other martial artist shouted.
The heavy hammer in his hand swept toward the white ape.
Clang!
The white ape took two steps back and laughed heartily, "Not bad, refreshing!"
The other tall, thin man stared at him coldly, "Was it you who killed Yin Tiger and Si Snake?"
"Hehehe, no!"
Zhu Yan rested the staff on his shoulder, baring his teeth in a grin, "Of course, you can also pretend I killed them. I don't mind."
"Beast!"
Wei Sheep gripped his heavy hammer and viciously smashed it toward Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan held up his staff and blocked it effortlessly.
"Boring, boring! Too boring!"
As the second-ranked among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits of the Hundred Demons.
His strength was not something ordinary demons could compare to.
Haizhu had already shakily climbed to his feet, a flush appearing on his chubby face.
"Wei Sheep! Pin him down!"
Haizhu said with a solemn gaze.
Wei Sheep was slightly startled, "What are you going to do?"
"It seems our Pantheon is being looked down upon," Haizhu gripped his heavy axe and grinned.
Seeing this, Wei Sheep said slowly, "Leave it to me!"
As he spoke, he threw his heavy hammer!
The flying hammer smashed toward Zhu Yan.
"Boring! Don't you have any other tricks?"
Zhu Yan swung his giant staff and viciously swatted it away.
Bang!
The heavy hammer was sent flying!
At that moment, Wei Sheep dashed in front of him in the blink of an eye.
His tall, thin body closed in as if he had no bones, quickly coiling around Zhu Yan like a snake and locking down his limbs.
"What... what are you doing?!"
Zhu Yan turned pale with fright. He tried to struggle, only to find the guy on his back wrapping tighter and tighter.
Thump! Thump!
At this time, Haizhu's short, fat figure walked over, stomping on the ground.
With every step, his body grew significantly larger.
Now, he had actually turned into a four-meter-tall giant, even taller than Zhu Yan.
"You, what are you going to do!"
Zhu Yan roared in terror.
The giant axe was swung up! The movement was extremely slow!
But at this moment, Zhu Yan couldn't dodge at all; he could only watch helplessly as the axe enlarged in his pupils.
Thud!
The giant axe fell, and blood splattered...
"Cough, cough!"
Wei Sheep knelt on the ground, dry heaving.
Foul-smelling blood had sprayed all over his face.
On the other side, Haizhu reverted to his original appearance due to exhaustion, his entire body going limp as he collapsed onto the ground.
"Damn it, couldn't you aim somewhere else!"
Haizhu said helplessly, "Be thankful I didn't aim for your head. Your locking technique is far inferior to Si Snake's."
Wei Sheep stayed silent, then sighed deeply, "How are things on Chen Dragon's side?"
"His strength ranks in the top three among the Twelve Gods. Don't worry,"
Haizhu consoled, though it was obvious he didn't have much confidence himself.
Wei Sheep struggled to his feet, looking at the slaughtering demons below, and said slowly, "Let's move. It's time to finish off these beasts."
...
Mystic Realm, another corner.
A long-haired man in a black uniform wielded a nine-ring broadsword, unleashing wide, sweeping attacks.
His body was entirely covered in blood, making him look quite terrifying.
Even so, his ringed broadsword maintained its chilling killing intent, his offensive unabated.
Opposite him, Kui Long remained looking calm and breezy. A smile appeared on his handsome, elegant face as he said, "Chen Dragon, heh, you call yourself a dragon too?"
Chen Dragon stared at him coldly, his broadsword slashing horizontally.
Clang!
Kui Long raised his hand, grabbing the blade barehanded, and flung the man away.
Staring at him with a dark gaze, Kui Long smiled and said, "Don't use the word 'Dragon' on yourself so casually. You aren't worthy!"
"Then are you?"
A bone-chilling voice rang out.
A black Pantheon cape rustled in the wind.
The tall, imposing, and aloof figure stood like an unsheathed sword. An overwhelming killing intent enveloped Kui Long.
In that split second, Kui Long actually felt his heart palpitate.
This was the power of bloodline suppression!
He fixed his gaze on the man before him and uttered solemnly, syllable by syllable, "Long Aoyun!"
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?!
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
