A thunderous “bang” rang out.
The sound of the sniper bullet traveled far beyond a hundred meters.
With the fall of a dragon from Rat Dao, all teams in this match went on high alert.
Everyone knew one thing—someone was blockading the bridge!
Instantly,
Every team in the Ascension Base turned their gaze, almost in unison, toward the Immortal Bridge.
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Float Hall.
“Holy crap? Someone actually dares to blockade the bridge in this kind of match???”
Shen Yan was stunned, rubbing his chin in disbelief.
At this rank, most players were old acquaintances in the Illusion Realm circle.
Each had traceable real-life identities, so most cared about saving face.
Blockading the bridge—a shameless act—might still be seen in matches with assets of twenty to thirty million.
But in high-rank, top-tier matches, you’d be lucky to see it once in ten games.
After all, not everyone was as shameless as Lu Ze.
“Senior Sister… do you think it’s Old Demon Lu?”
Zhou Qiaoling muttered quietly, glancing at Li Moran beside her.
In her memory, there weren’t many who would pull such a stunt.
And since Lu Ze happened to be the star cultivator of this match, she naturally suspected him.
“No.”
Li Moran quickly looked away.
She thought that Lu Ze always acted alone, but the commotion on the bridge involved more than one person, so she immediately ruled him out.
Li Moran walked straight upstairs.
Her steps were slow, steady.
At every spot she reached, she would look back in all eight directions.
As if waiting for an encounter.
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Blue Hall.
“Brother Dusk, what do we do about the bridge blockade?”
A teammate asked. The player with the golden ID \[Dusk\] furrowed his brow, deep in thought.
In private, he and his crew had discussed many secret tactics.
All designed to benefit themselves.
But none involved bridge blockading.
Which meant the people on the bridge were definitely not their own.
“If we leave the bridge blockers to last, they’ll become a major headache…”
Dusk muttered to himself.
Though he was currently ranked first, Li Moran’s offensive was fierce. He had to hold his advantage in this round, or the top spot might switch hands.
The bridge-blocking team had to be taken out first, so they wouldn’t interfere with his bid for first place.
“We’re not the only team worried about this, are we?”
Another teammate said with a sly grin.
“Good point!”
Dusk caught on immediately.
Facing malicious bridge-blocking tactics, players weren’t going to just sit back.
Everyone knew that in a 3v3 situation, the bridge was nearly impenetrable.
But what about a 6v3, or even a 9v3?
So in normal matches, grand scenes often unfolded where multiple teams attacked the bridge together!
Without a second thought, Dusk pulled out his gun, raised it high, and aimed at the sky.
In a normal match, there might be no response, but here, there definitely would be.
With the Phantom Alliance’s help, connections were everywhere!
Everyone would help him reach the top!
With that thought, Dusk fired five rounds into the sky.
“Dada… dadada!”
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Heavenly Dao Live Stream.
\[Blue Hall’s Dusk sent the signal!\]
\[That’s the bridge-attack signal… wonder if anyone will respond…\]
\[Holy crap! Someone responded! And not just one team!\]
\[Except for True Disciple Li’s team, all teams responded!\]
\[To be fair, two teams fighting would be fine, but four teams is a bit much\]
\[True Disciple Li has integrity, she never teams up\]
\[Four teams, twelve against three! How could they lose?\]
\[I can’t imagine how Old Demon Lu can win…\]
\[Just wait! Old Demon Lu will shoot them all in the feet!\]
\[Old Demon Lu finally gets taught a lesson~~~\]
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Ascension Base, Immortal Bridge.
The signal sounds echoed back and forth.
The three people far out on the bridge heard it loud and clear.
“Oh no, oh no!!”
Zhong Yi was panicked, sweat streaming down his face.
“This has provoked everyone… they’re going to team up and charge us!”
He had invented the signal, originally for the rats to sue for peace.
Later, its uses grew, like dealing with bridge blockades in normal matches.
Zhong Yi knew all too well what was coming next.
Four teams would storm the Immortal Bridge, take the win, and then carry their corpses around on their shoulders, gloating.
“I told you not to blockade the bridge, but you two wouldn’t listen…”
Zhou Yue sighed helplessly, yet felt a strange relief in his heart.
He’d always thought bridge blockade was shameless, but the situation forced their hand.
Now that the roles were reversed—the enemy was outnumbering them—his psychological burden actually lessened.
“We’re doomed, we’ll definitely get corpse-shamed…”
Zhong Yi watched as one shadow after another crossed the garden, gathering at Blue Hall, and felt a wave of despair.
“Then let’s die with dignity!”
Zhou Yue was now riled up, loading sniper rounds into his heavy gun one by one.
“I’ll die standing, and I’ll take two unlucky bastards with us!”
Just then, Lu Ze’s voice drifted calmly into their ears:
“Brothers, don’t panic. I have a plan…”
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Top floor of the Core Zone.
Hall of Executors.
Li Moran and her group stood by the Elder’s room window, overlooking the battlefield.
“Wow, four teams ganging up on the bridge blockers? This is gonna be good!”
Zhou Qiaoling loved a spectacle, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
“Four against one… that’s a bit unfair…”
Shen Yan frowned, unsure which side was more out of line.
“Good thing True Disciple Li didn’t answer the signal, or five on one would’ve been no fun.”
Li Moran stood quietly by the window, her gaze drifting across the map, her brows slightly furrowed.
One, two, three…
She counted silently in her mind.
Every team she saw had three players.
Not a single lone figure.
Could it be…
Was Lu Ze somewhere she couldn’t see?
As doubts arose, she suddenly sensed something wrong.
Li Moran instinctively shifted her gaze to the bridge.
The three standard positions of the bridge-blocking team…
Only two people remained in their posts.
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.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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?"
