Wu Huan’s gaze was cold and sinister as savage bolts of lightning spiraled around his hand.
Crack!
Bolt after bolt of lightning, like arrows fired in volleys, blasted toward the city wall.
Purple lightning filled the world, illuminating the immense City Lord’s Residence in violet.
Under the terrifying radiance, rubble and broken tiles were instantly reduced to scorched earth.
“You still don’t plan to act?”
Hong Lian wiped the dust from her face and slowly rose from the ground. She looked at An Yi with a slight frown.
If he didn’t act soon, Ye Tian was going to be beaten to death.
An Yi drawled, “Relax. This kid can hold on… probably.”
At that moment, a massive sphere of lightning appeared in the sky, with countless savage lightning serpents coiling around Wu Huan’s hand.
“Holy crap, get out of the way!”
Feeling the immense pressure, An Yi’s black ring instantly transformed into the Dragonfang Demon Sword.
That attack already possessed the power of the Nirvana Realm. It was not something Ye Tian could withstand.
Blue and crimson flames intertwined and spiraled through the air.
A fiery shield resembling a yin-yang symbol formed in front of Ye Tian.
The enormous lightning sphere transformed into a streak of light and shot toward him.
Boom!
A sudden roar echoed throughout Qicheng.
The lightning slammed into the shield woven from the two flames.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Ye Tian’s mouth.
His eyes revealed a hint of ferocity.
With a loud shout, the shield formed from the interlocking blue and crimson flames actually withstood the lightning sphere’s attack.
“See? I told you this kid could do it. You should trust my judgment.”
An Yi wore the confident expression of someone who had everything under control as he spoke leisurely.
Hong Lian shot him a sidelong glance.
If she weren’t injured, she would definitely have killed this fool by now.
Wu Huan stared incredulously at Ye Tian, who was rising while wielding his halberd. He clearly hadn’t expected the young man to emerge unscathed.
Had he really blocked that thunderous bombardment?
How had someone merely at the peak of the Heavenly Dipper Realm managed to accomplish this?
Ye Tian gripped his halberd, feeling the surging fire-based spiritual energy within his body. His entire body trembled with excitement.
The fusion of the two flames possessed both the sharpness of the Profound Nether Divine Flame and the unstoppable dominance of the Nine Yang Divine Flame.
This was a power that even Ye Nantian in his previous life had been unable to master.
With the two flames combined, Ye Tian was confident he could defeat Wu Huan, who was at the half-step Nirvana stage, even though his spiritual energy was unstable.
The Coiling Dragon Halberd swept through the air, wreathed in blazing fire.
The flames drifting across the sky, each like a flickering mote of light, began to gather.
By the time Wu Huan realized what was happening, he was already surrounded by flames.
A dazzling ring of blue flame converged around his body, binding him in place.
“Child’s play!”
Wu Huan sneered. Lightning radiated from his body and tore apart the layers of cloud in the sky.
The blue flames surging below were instantly shattered.
But in the next moment, the fragments of blue flame transformed into droplets of rain. Like indestructible icicles, they shot downward in a violent barrage.
“What the hell?”
Wu Huan was stunned. He clearly hadn’t expected the flames to solidify into actual physical form.
He hastily raised a protective spiritual shield.
Swish, swish, swish!
The ceaseless Profound Nether Flames rained down like blades.
Clang, clang, clang!
Wu Huan’s spiritual shield was shattered in an instant.
The purple robe symbolizing his status as an archbishop was immediately pierced until it was riddled with holes.
His aged body was covered in bloody gashes as well.
“So this is the legendary Profound Nether Divine Flame!”
A trace of emotion appeared in An Yi’s eyes.
In terms of controlling spiritual energy alone, Ye Tian was even superior to him. He had already reached a level of precision so subtle that every movement was under perfect control.
Even An Yi hadn’t noticed at first that the flames drifting through the sky had been Ye Tian’s opening move.
By the time Wu Huan realized what was happening, it was already too late. Ye Tian had completed his setup.
Now, it was time to close the net.
The rain of flame descending from the sky finally came to a halt.
Wu Huan was covered in blood, his gray-white hair disheveled. He looked like a madman.
Ye Tian’s gaze was cold. He knew clearly that his attack had not caused Wu Huan any serious injury.
Those wounds were merely superficial.
“This kid can’t hold on much longer.”
Hong Lian’s brows furrowed slightly as she spoke in a solemn tone.
She could tell that Ye Tian’s body was reaching its limit under the strain of this immense power.
For Ye Tian, his greatest enemy now was not Wu Huan, but the tremendous force within his own body—the challenge of controlling and harnessing it.
Hong Lian looked at An Yi, who remained completely calm, and couldn’t help asking, “Are you still not going to act?”
“Wait a little longer!”
An Yi’s voice was solemn, his eyes sharp.
His gaze remained fixed on Ye Tian.
That kid’s power was still rising without pause.
He seemed to be gradually gaining control over it.
“I’m going to kill you!”
Wu Huan’s eyes were filled with sinister murderous intent. He raised his hand.
Above them, thunderclouds began to gather.
An Yi looked up and frowned. “Has that old dog gone mad too?”
He was drawing upon the might of heaven and earth. This was clearly not something a half-step Nirvana expert could control.
The vast sky was filled with rolling black clouds.
Even the silvery full moon was shrouded, its light blocked out.
Savage thunderclouds covered the heavens.
Wu Huan’s eyes held the grim determination of someone prepared to take his enemy down with him.
He knew he had no way to escape.
There was still Hong Lian in the distance, along with the unfathomably powerful young man beside her.
“Heh heh. Then let’s see which of us survives!”
Wu Huan grinned, his expression brimming with fighting spirit.
A thick bolt of lightning came crashing down from the horizon.
Purple lightning, resembling a colossal python, plummeted from the sky.
Its range was enormous, covering nearly half the city wall. At such speed, Ye Tian had no chance of dodging.
“Hahaha! Die!”
Wu Huan’s eyes were wild with madness.
Ye Tian did not retreat. Instead, he tightened both hands around the Coiling Dragon Halberd and charged straight into the attack.
“This kid’s gone insane!”
Hong Lian spoke in a grave voice.
A knowing smile tugged at An Yi’s lips. “He hasn’t gone insane. Watch closely!”
Ye Tian swung the halberd in his hands, instantly drawing the surrounding lightning serpents toward him.
At the same time, he drove the Coiling Dragon Halberd into the ground, instantly redirecting nearly half of the lightning spiritual energy in the sky.
Two utterly different flames coiled around his body.
With one crimson eye and one blue eye, Ye Tian stared at Wu Huan’s figure. Then he charged straight toward the enormous lightning python descending from the sky.
Purple radiance enveloped the entire City Lord’s Residence!
Heaven and earth became a dazzling expanse of light!
When the radiance faded, Wu Huan looked several years older. His body was hunched, and his face was covered in wrinkles.
“He’s finally dead. This is what happens when you oppose me!”
Joy appeared in Wu Huan’s eyes.
In this battle, he had actually touched the threshold of the Nirvana stage.
As long as he obtained the blood of another thousand young women, he would be able to cross that final threshold with ease.
“Don’t you think you’re celebrating a little too soon?”
Ye Tian’s cold voice came from behind him.
Wu Huan’s pupils contracted. He widened his eyes in disbelief.
That kid was still alive?
“You…”
Before Wu Huan could finish speaking, a long halberd formed from blue flames instantly pierced through his chest.
Though Ye Tian’s body was covered in injuries from the lightning, his voice remained icy.
“Bastard…”
Wu Huan struggled to speak.
He didn’t want to die. He had yet to enter the Nirvana Realm. He couldn’t die!
Crack!
Ye Tian’s wrist moved.
The halberd formed from blue flames cleaved through Wu Huan’s body, splitting him in two from the chest.
There was no wound at the point of separation.
Instead, blue flames continued burning through it, slowly devouring his body bit by bit.
“No! No! Aah…”
Wu Huan’s shriek of agony echoed throughout Qicheng, but it could not stop his body from being consumed by the Profound Nether Flames.
At last, the blue flame burned itself out.
Wu Huan’s ashes scattered across every corner of the City Lord’s manor.
The Young City Lord Qi Zun, abandoned by his father and left with no time to escape, cautiously crawled out from the ruins.
Qi Zun reached out and caught a pinch of ash, then casually flicked it away.
“How did he have to die in my house? What bad luck!”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
