The sudden shift in the battle reignited a spark in the eyes of the once desperate cultivators.
Above the river valley, Zhou Yue’s figure darted relentlessly through the flames, his Tang Dao blade slicing with breathtaking speed.
Rising Dragon, Rising Dragon, Rising Dragon again!
This scene was being watched by countless cultivators in Zhong Yi’s livestream.
At this moment, the chat was flooded with a relentless barrage of comments.
“Damn, how did Zhou’s Tang Dao turn into a spatula?”
“Hahaha, the more I watch, the more it looks like he’s flipping a wok!”
“That move is so cool! Didn’t Zhong Yi analyze the theory behind it before? And Zhou actually mastered it!”
“No wonder he’s using a white blade—it’s all about chaining more strikes and humiliating the opponent, huh?”
“Knocking that evil cultivator down to death, so satisfying!”
“That outfit is so fierce, makes me want to buy one too!”
“Li’s outfit is nice too… Wearing such a cool skin in Zhu Xian, seriously amazing!”
“Feels like Old Lu set us up…”
…
Jiang Lingfeng was being blasted endlessly through the air, helpless and desperate, silently praying that Zhou Yue would make a single mistake, giving him a chance to catch his breath mid-air.
As long as he could touch the ground, he would run without hesitation, never letting Zhou Yue get close enough to land a charging punch!
Just as his health bar was down to its last sliver, he suddenly saw Zhou Yue change his stance.
During the Rising Dragon moves, instead of igniting into flames for the next Rising Dragon, Zhou Yue suddenly shot out a grappling hook toward the ground.
Jiang Lingfeng’s heart leapt with joy, thinking the opponent had slipped up.
But then, in an instant, Zhou Yue charged up a blue light with lightning speed.
“No! How can he be so fast!!” Jiang Lingfeng shouted in despair.
By the time he would hit the ground, there shouldn’t have been enough time for Zhou Yue to fully charge a skill.
From Jiang Lingfeng’s experience, he was sure he could land, get up, and dodge the charged Hundred-Strikes Slash, then speed away from Zhou Yue.
But Zhou Yue had somehow pulled it off.
This was a transcendent technique called “Grappling Hook Hundred-Strikes,” taught by a great power within a dream realm.
Countless blades of light and sword qi erupted from his Tang Dao, engulfing Jiang Lingfeng’s body…
…
Meanwhile,
Below the river valley, the battle was also reaching its conclusion.
Li Moran was surrounded by swirling icy mist, stepping atop the frozen arm of a giant Buddha statue, leaping toward her opponent’s weak spot.
With a series of fierce sword strikes landing on the vulnerable mark behind the neck, the last sliver of the evil cultivator Buddha’s health was drained.
A flash of black-golden light burst forth, and the evil Buddha transformed into a human form.
However, the health bar froze at the very last bit—exactly at one point.
Li Moran frowned.
She hadn’t expected the opponent to have a “health lock” trick.
Puzzled, she glanced toward the nearby white screen.
She saw the opponent smiling slyly, as if everything had gone exactly as planned.
Above the river valley, Jiang Lingfeng—who should have already been dead—also had his health bar stuck at the final drop.
Jiang Lingfeng and Du Cheng both stood frozen in shock.
They had long tried countless methods to break through the “health lock” effect, but had never succeeded.
Was this sudden “health lock” a mistake on Zhou Yue and Li Moran’s part?
Had their damage just fallen short?
Before they could think further, the two prepared to quickly retreat from the scene.
But suddenly, they despairingly realized that their bodies felt as if they were locked in place, unable to move an inch.
“Elder Jiang, this is…”
“Hurry, exit the illusion!!”
Jiang Lingfeng was the first to sense something was wrong and tried to break free from the illusion, but it was already too late.
A terrifying force blocked their thoughts.
The illusion…
Impossible to escape!
At that moment, something even more despairing happened!
The faces of the two characters suddenly seemed to dissolve, slowly writhing, until finally their true appearances were revealed!
In Lu Ze’s illusions, face-morphing was a standard feature.
Very few would enter the scene with their true faces, let alone Jiang Lingfeng and Du Cheng.
They had initially appeared with masked, illusionary faces—who would have thought they would now reveal their true identities?
Among the elders and stewards of the Wujie Sword Sect, many recognized them immediately.
“Elder Jiang, Steward Du?! How could it be you…”
“Damn it! So it really is the cursed Illusion Alliance!!!”
“Heh, so you know what you’re doing is shameful, huh?”
…
Among the dozen or so furious cultivators, none was angrier than Li Jiujian.
As an elder of the Wujie Sword Sect, he was an old acquaintance of Jiang Lingfeng.
Just thinking about how he had been relentlessly hunted and humiliated by evil cultivators these past few days made the corners of his mouth twitch uncontrollably.
“Fine, fine, fine…”
“The Wujie Sword Sect has actually produced scum like you!!”
Killing intent blazed in Li Jiujian’s eyes.
“Y-Yes! I am Jiang Lingfeng! Hahaha, remember this—I am Jiang Lingfeng!!”
Thinking quickly, Jiang Lingfeng admitted to it on the spot, pretending it was a deliberate false accusation.
But he forgot that the other party was also an elder of the Wujie Sword Sect.
Li Jiujian immediately disconnected from the illusion.
Not long after, Jiang Lingfeng felt a terrifying killing intent surge from the outside world…
…
According to rumors, that day on the Illusion Sword Peak of the Wujie Sword Sect, a brutal real fight broke out among elders at the Refining Void Realm.
Strictly speaking, it was Li Jiujian single-handedly beating Jiang Lingfeng.
After all, one was an elder specializing in swordsmanship, the other a master of formation arts.
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Caught off guard, the latter was completely outmatched.
This incident served as solid proof of the true identities of the evil cultivators, Dafo and Hutu.
Among cultivators who loved illusions, this stirred up an uproar.
On the forums, cultivators instantly began to vehemently criticize both the Wujie Sword Sect and the Illusion Alliance.
In contrast, Lu Ze’s illusions saw their reputation soar.
That day, as Du Cheng and Jiang Lingfeng simultaneously disconnected, all cultivators involved in the battle were awarded the exclusive title of [Slayer of Immortals].
The many iconic moments from this battle spread like wildfire, even being adapted by storytellers into various versions, becoming wildly popular.
Whether they had personally participated in the Slayer of Immortals War, watched the entire battle live, or heard the stories online, everyone felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
When Li Moran and Zhou Yue launched their desperate counterattack, the new skins that shimmered around them instantly became a hit among cultivators.
Even with a steep price, they sold like hotcakes.
Even those low-tier cultivators who couldn’t afford the expensive skins would still buy a spoon priced at one spirit stone, as a memento of this Battle of Immortal Slaughter.
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Inside the main space of the illusion server.
Although they had won the battle, the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao was deeply dissatisfied.
Because it never got a chance to intervene.
If Lu Ze hadn’t stepped in to block it, Jiang Lingfeng would have already been a corpse the moment that Earthly Fiend talisman fell.
“Mortal, you’ve deceived this Heavenly Dao!”
The remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao gazed at Lu Ze with boundless resentment.
“You promised me a chance to act, didn’t you?”
“Deceive you? Not at all.”
Lu Ze blinked, smiling slyly as he shook his head.
“I never said you had to act inside my illusion, did I?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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.
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
