The vines continuously extended and twisted through the air, their tips finally transforming into two massive python heads that lunged toward Fu Jinyu, snapping their jaws.
"Release!"
Fu Jinyu also unleashed her full power. Black energy gathered above her head, condensing into a black crown.
Her figure flickered through the air, evading the two pythons.
Even as she dodged, she reached out, and the black crown floating above her head hovered into her palm.
Whoosh!
At that moment, the crown began to spin.
All of Fu Jinyu's black energy was absorbed into the crown.
"Second form!"
The moment she spoke, the crown shattered, transforming into a wave of black energy that enveloped her.
Clang!
The unique vibrating sound of metal rang out, and eight blades appeared behind Fu Jinyu.
A suit of black armor covered her body, and the crown on her head had vanished.
The armor clung tightly to her figure, accentuating every perfect curve. Combined with her long black hair and those fierce ghost-like eyes, Fu Jinyu resembled a demon risen straight from hell.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The eight blades behind her sliced rapidly in front of her body, moving so fast the very air seemed to wail in anguish.
In an instant, the two incoming python heads were shredded into fragments.
Whoosh!
Fu Jinyu transformed into a streak of black light, charging straight at Xiang Teng.
"You're asking for death!"
Xiang Teng pushed his power to the absolute limit. This time, it wasn't just his arms — two more giant pythons burst out from his back.
One of the python heads suddenly opened its jaws, and a green beam of light shot toward Fu Jinyu.
Shing!
Fu Jinyu swung her blade-wings and instantly evaded the beam, appearing before Xiang Teng in the blink of an eye.
She swung her fist, aiming it straight at his head.
One of Xiang Teng's other pythons opened its maw and lunged at her fist, ready to bite down.
But Fu Jinyu didn't dodge at all. She let out a sharp cry and struck downward with all her might.
Boom!
Her fist shattered the serpent's fangs, but the python head still clamped its jaws around her fist.
"I'm not letting go!" Xiang Teng grinned with a savage look.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The remaining serpents all struck toward Fu Jinyu's vital points.
Zing!
At the same time, the blades on her back formed a circle, encasing Xiang Teng.
"Imperial Punishment!"
Each of her blades suddenly expanded to nearly fifty meters in length, radiating vast amounts of black energy.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The eight nearly-fifty-meter blades began to cut at extreme speed, with no pattern whatsoever.
In an instant, the ground around them, the trees, the raised platforms — everything was sliced into fragments.
Boom!
Xiang Teng's figure plummeted from the sky and slammed into the earth.
Down below, the crowd had long since fled into the distance. After all, this was a battle at the realm-breaking level.
A few of the bolder ones lingered at a distance to watch the fight.
As for the more timid, they had already fled the ruins entirely.
Xu Mu stood with his hands in his pockets, watching it all calmly from afar. Fu Jinyu was indeed impressive — it seemed she didn't need his help at all.
Swish!
A figure flashed behind Xu Mu, a blade slashing toward his neck.
"Don't watch so intently. Next life, be more careful!"
Wu Tian's voice came from behind Xu Mu.
Clang!
A sound like metal colliding rang out.
Wu Tian saw what happened before him and froze, his mouth agape.
The man in front of him had caught his blade with his bare hand.
"Your attack doesn't have much strength behind it!"
Xu Mu drove his elbow backward with force.
Boom!
Wu Tian's body was sent flying. He tried to steady himself mid-air, only to find he had already landed — right on the exact spot where Xu Mu had been standing.
"That technique... You are—!"
Rumble rumble rumble...
In an instant, dozens of punches slammed into Wu Tian's back. The intense pain hit him like electric shocks.
Blood sprayed violently from Wu Tian's mouth.
The speed was so fast he couldn't even react.
[Tribulation Power -50]
Li Poshan immediately took control of Wu Tian's body and dodged away.
"Xu Mu!" Wu Tian's eyes burned with fury.
He shifted his body slightly, and every movement sent searing pain through his back. He could tell that one strike had broken his bones.
"Brother Wu Tian!"
Xiang Huo rushed over from the distance. "Who is this brat? He actually managed to injure you?"
"He's—" Wu Tian started to speak, but suddenly realized that the Xu Mu in the distance had become Xiang Huo.
Meanwhile, Xu Mu, through his translocation ability, had already appeared right beside him.
This movement was like a phantom — impossible to grasp.
Boom!
With a thunderous crash, Xu Mu stomped on Wu Tian's foot, pressing it deep into the ground.
Wu Tian's expression twisted violently. "Demonic Art!"
Rumble rumble rumble...
Countless afterimages of Xu Mu's fists appeared, raining down on Wu Tian like a storm.
For these "protagonists," he had devised a new strategy.
That was — to fight them head-on, using relentless attacks to drain the protagonist's Tribulation Power.
For main characters with high Tribulation levels, sneak attacks couldn't kill them anyway. This was faster.
Wu Tian's face was instantly covered in bruises, blood spraying from his mouth and nose at the same time.
[Tribulation Power -10]
[Tribulation Power -10]
...
Boom!
Li Poshan took control of the body again, hurling a massive orb of light at Xu Mu's chest.
Zing!
The moment the orb touched Xu Mu, it vanished.
The next instant, the orb reappeared above Xiang Huo's head — and exploded.
Xu Mu, meanwhile, did not stop his assault. The attacks continued.
Li Poshan kept raising his arms to defend, but found it impossible to block.
[Tribulation Power -10]
[Tribulation Power -10]
...
A flicker of fear crept into his heart. Just how strong was this Xu Mu?!
Boom!
Li Poshan slammed his fist into the ground, the earth beneath him collapsing and fracturing in an instant.
That finally allowed Wu Tian to break free from Xu Mu's onslaught.
Li Poshan gathered power again, and a golden orb the size of a basketball appeared in his hand.
Bang!
The golden orb exploded into a blinding light, like a flashbang, turning everything around them into gold.
Li Poshan had intended to attack Xu Mu, but realized his technique hadn't affected him at all.
Instead, Xu Mu kept coming straight at him.
Without a moment's hesitation, Li Poshan flew toward the entrance of the ruins.
Xu Mu chased closely behind, only stopping once he reached the entrance.
"I drained a good chunk of his Justice Value this time. If I get lucky next time, I might be able to finish him off."
He muttered to himself, making no move to pursue further. The outside world wasn't a suitable battleground.
There was still an important matter to handle — helping Fu Jinyu resolve her problem.
Wu Tian, having fled outside, only regained control of his body when his leg suddenly gave way, forcing him to his knees.
"It feels like the bones in my foot are shattered, damn it!"
Wu Tian roared in fury. "That Xu Mu! Damn him! Damn him!"
"Stop complaining. Take a pill quickly. I also felt a trace of fear from Xu Mu. We shouldn't have provoked him in the first place."
Li Poshan's voice came through.
"What are you saying? Are you telling me to kneel and beg for mercy?"
Wu Tian pulled out a pill and swallowed it in one gulp, looking at the sky with a defiant gaze. "I am Wu Tian — lawless and unrestrained! I'd rather die standing than live kneeling!"
"I understand. You're already at the Transcendent Mortal realm; it'll be hard to progress further in the outside world."
Li Poshan said. "Go to the Inner Realm. With my help, you're destined to become a lord of one domain. You can get your revenge then."
"Fine!"
Wu Tian clenched his fist tightly. "Xu Mu! I'll let you have your moment of glory, but sooner or later, I'll make you watch me toy with Fu Jinyu right in front of your face!"
...
Inside the ruins.
Xu Mu’s senses suddenly picked up something unusual, so he made his way deeper into the ruins.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
