Xu Mu was just about to bargain with him when he suddenly remembered the teleportation token he was carrying.
Before entering, he had handed it to Chen Xuan so that the two of them could act more easily later.
As long as he used the teleportation token to appear beside Chen Xuan, he could first restrain him with the Boundary-Breaking Sword and then use silver needles to interrupt his qi. That should be enough to rescue him.
The only uncertainty was whether the teleportation token, like the sound-transmission array, had already been disabled by the other party.
“I told you to leave. Didn’t you hear me?”
Chen Xuan continued, “I’ve already opened the passage out for you.”
“Don’t tell me you think we’re the only ones who came in. There are several ninth-tier experts behind us. Even if we leave, the others will still come in.”
Xu Mu raised his head and looked at Chen Xuan. “Senior, how about we cooperate?”
“I have a way to deal with those ninth-tier experts. Right now, I just want you all to get out of here!”
Chen Xuan clenched his fist and swung it at Xu Mu. “I really don’t want to make a move against juniors like you.”
“Fine. Senior, I hope you’ll keep your word. We’ll leave right now.”
Xu Mu immediately turned around and said to the three people in front of him, “Let’s go.”
The three of them had also been frightened by the people Chen Xuan was controlling.
Thinking back to what had just happened, if their opponent controlled them and made them commit mass suicide, they would certainly lose their lives.
Besides, people had originally lived here. Perhaps there were no treasures left in the place anyway.
“Xu Mu, it’s perfectly normal for there to be no treasures in the Battlefield of the Gods. I once—”
Bai Shanh u was looking at Xu Mu as she spoke, but before she could finish, he suddenly vanished.
The group immediately turned around and saw that he had already appeared beside Chen Xuan.
Crack!
The space around Chen Xuan shattered like a mirror.
Xu Mu immediately took out a silver needle and drove it into one of Chen Xuan’s acupoints.
Chen Xuan’s body collapsed uncontrollably onto the steps. If Xu Mu had not caught him, he would almost have rolled all the way down.
“Brother Mu, hurry and come with me. There’s someone inside the palace above!”
The first thing Chen Xuan did after regaining consciousness was grab Xu Mu and leap up the steps toward the higher ground.
Xu Mu followed behind him and pulled out the two silver needles embedded in his body. As long as his qi was interrupted, the array carved into him would be severed.
Even if his qi recovered later, the array would not reappear.
“Old Chen, what did you discover?”
Xu Mu followed behind Chen Xuan and asked.
“My Woodcutter’s Skill has a technique that lets me sense attacks directed at me. No matter where the attacker is, as long as the force is acting on me, I can sense it.”
Chen Xuan smiled at Xu Mu.
“Old Chen, if I’m not mistaken, you should have a way to break free of their control, right?”
Xu Mu grabbed Chen Xuan by the shoulder and unleashed the Final Spark once more, using up one-fifth of his qi to propel them forward.
Buzz!
A blood-red blur lingered in the air. In the blink of an eye, Xu Mu and Chen Xuan appeared inside the palace high above them.
This time, the scene inside had finally changed.
It appeared to be an illusion formation. Xu Mu and Chen Xuan found themselves on a grassland, with a lake stretching out before them.
Around the lake stood roughly a dozen thatched cottages.
One of the black-robed figures was speeding toward the cottages.
Xu Mu unleashed the Final Spark again and charged at the black-robed figure. The distance between them rapidly closed.
The black-robed figure sensed Xu Mu’s speed as well. She suddenly came to a halt and stomped one foot against the ground.
Buzz!
A Spirit-Dispersing Formation suddenly activated beneath them. Xu Mu, who had been flying through the air, immediately dropped to the ground.
However, relying on his powerful physique, he planted one foot firmly on the ground and continued charging toward the black-robed figure.
Boom!
The black-robed figure abruptly turned around and punched toward Xu Mu’s fist.
A thunderous boom erupted through the air. Xu Mu was forced back two or three steps before managing to steady himself.
As for the black-robed figure, she was sent flying backward and crashed to the ground five meters away.
“What the hell?”
Xu Mu shook his wrist. That punch had actually left his arm slightly numb.
As the black-robed figure sat up in the distance, the hood covering her head slipped off as well.
Xu Mu stared at the woman’s face, his eyes narrowing slightly. An intense sense of discomfort washed over him.
The woman was extremely beautiful, and she did not look very old. By the standards of an ordinary person from the outside world, she appeared to be around twenty-five.
She had a delicate, oval-shaped face, and her black hair was simply tied into a bun.
If that had been all, Xu Mu would not have reacted this way.
Apart from the shape and bone structure of her face, her face and neck looked as though they had been stitched together.
Put simply, the upper-left half of her face was covered in pale skin, while the lower half had a yellowish complexion.
The right side had brown skin, along with the cold, pale complexion characteristic of the Nine Nether Clan.
Every place where these patches of skin met bore the marks of stitching, like centipedes crawling across her body.
That wasn’t all. Her left eye belonged to the Sacred Light Clan. Within its blue iris was a golden cross-shaped pupil.
Her right eye looked like that of a Heavenly Demon. It had no white at all—its entire surface was pitch-black, with a dark-red iris at the center.
The exposed skin of her neck was covered in large areas of stitching as well.
If one had to describe this woman in a single sentence, she looked like a doll sewn together from scraps of cloth of different colors.
Xu Mu immediately used the Eye of God to inspect her. He wasn’t sure whether he could still identify her in this state.
Name: Yue Menglong
Character: Member of Eternal Life; villain in *Dragon King Descends*
Favorability: -45
Fate Level: 9 (Maximum: 10)
What the hell?
Xu Mu was completely stunned when he saw this information.
This was probably the first case of its kind he had encountered.
He remembered seeing the villain label on someone else before. That person seemed to be from the Artifact Sect and was also a council member of the Sanitation Office. If he recalled correctly, that person’s Fate Level was seven.
As far as Xu Mu had seen so far, Level Seven was practically a dividing line.
In general, anyone who wasn’t connected to the protagonist had a Fate Level of seven at most.
People like Bai Yi—or Yong Tan outside—were examples.
Yet the woman before him, neither human nor ghost, actually possessed a Fate Level of nine.
What did that mean? Her Fate Level was higher than that of most of the protagonist’s harem.
Could this woman be the final boss?
Xu Mu stared fixedly at her. He had only read *Dragon King Descends* up to the middle and later portions of the story, and he knew absolutely nothing about the major villain in its endgame.
Xu Mu checked the woman’s detailed information again.
Realm: Eighth Stage of World-Breaking
Physique: 3,501
Spirit: 2,734
Seeing these figures, Xu Mu’s expression gradually turned grim. He could be certain that his Eye of God never made mistakes.
That meant something was wrong with the person standing before him.
With the strength of the Eighth Stage of World-Breaking, why would she need to activate a Spirit-Dispersion Array to deal with Xu Mu and Chen Xuan?
Wouldn’t she be able to crush them outright?
Therefore, Xu Mu guessed that her realm had been restricted for some reason.
As for the woman’s physique and spirit, they were even more astonishing.
Although Xu Mu’s own physique and spirit had long since surpassed four thousand, the woman before him still ranked second among everyone he had ever encountered in terms of physique.
“What the hell are you?”
Xu Mu pointed at Yue Menglong and asked.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.
