The moment Gu Changyuan forcefully stopped in front of Ye Qingxue, a formless, intangible, yet supreme power enveloped her entire body, like the gentlest stream of water, yet also the most unbreakable shackle.
Ye Qingxue only felt that the destructive power, which was frantically burning her life essence and on the verge of erupting...
...was gently pressed down by an invisible giant hand. All the boiling vital blood, burning soul light, and condensed forbidden runes...
...were all forcibly solidified and sealed!
Not only that, a mighty power of creation surged into her body. The lifespan and origin essence she had just depleted by activating the secret technique unexpectedly began to reverse and recover.
This act of reversing life and death and defying the rules of the Heavenly Dao immediately triggered a drastic change in the weather!
Rumble!!!
The sky, originally churned by the battlefield's murderous aura and spiritual energy, suddenly gathered boundless, heavy dark clouds.
Within the clouds, terrifying purple, black, and blood-red lightning frantically darted and intertwined, emitting deafening roars.
A vast, majestic aura of destruction locked down, its target pointing straight at Gu Changyuan.
Gu Changyuan's expression at this moment could no longer be described as merely ugly; it was as black as the bottom of a pot, so gloomy that it could drip water.
As he forcibly halted Ye Qingxue's suicidal secret technique, the suppressed, monstrous anger boiled in his chest like a chaotic volcano about to erupt!
He didn't even look up at the terrifying tribulation clouds that blotted out the sky. Instead, he coldly squeezed two words through his teeth. His voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to contain a chill that could cause ten thousand Daos to crumble:
Nine Tribulations.
As the two words left his mouth, it was like the laws of the world followed his command!
Clang!!!
Above the boundless tribulation clouds, the void was suddenly torn open with nine massive rifts.
Nine giant swords, varying in shape but all as massive as mountains and wreathed in chaotic auras and laws of destruction, thrust down from the rifts with a resounding boom.
The nine swords were like nine apocalyptic divine punishments. They didn't slash at any living creature, but hacked straight into the gathered tribulation clouds themselves.
Under the supreme sharpness of the nine swords, the terrifying tribulation clouds containing the wrath of the Heavenly Dao were directly and utterly torn apart, shredded, and annihilated.
Only the phantoms of the nine giant swords, suspended at a supreme height, slowly rotating and emitting a silent, soul-freezing coercion, proved the unimaginable scene that had just occurred.
The moment the phantoms of the Nine Tribulation Swords existed, the entire space fell into a deathly silence and solidification.
An absolute suppressive force that transcended realms and cognition enveloped thousands of miles around.
Besides the three women—Ye Qingxue, Yue Lingxi, and Luo Qingchen—who were deliberately protected by Gu Changyuan's aura, all enemies present were suppressed as if by an invisible giant mountain.
The two mutated beasts were frozen in mid-air in their pouncing postures, then crashed down.
They instinctively wanted to burrow into the ground and flee, only to find that even the earth beneath them was imprisoned by that power, becoming harder than divine iron.
They could only let out desperate, suppressed, and barely audible hisses.
Within a radius of a thousand miles, all mutated beasts that sensed this terrifying aura, regardless of their strength, were frightened out of their wits and let out miserable howls.
They fled madly for their lives into the distance, forming a temporary forbidden zone.
The two huge formations below didn't even struggle under this absolute power suppression. Their formation patterns collapsed inch by inch, their spiritual light instantly dimmed, and they completely turned into nothingness.
Immediately after, countless streams of baleful aura, exuding extreme coldness, agony, and destruction...
...spawned out of thin air from the void and accurately drilled into the seven orifices and pores of the ten suppressed cultivators, invading their limbs, bones, meridians, dantians, and even their divine souls and seas of consciousness.
Arghhhhh!!!
Miserable screams that didn't even sound human instantly erupted from their mouths!
But they couldn't even roll around; they could only twitch violently in place like pinned bugs.
They felt every inch of pain in their bodies and souls magnified a hundred, a thousand times!
Endless, varied, and extreme agony that reached the deepest part of their souls never ceased.
Whenever they were about to faint or have their souls collapse because they couldn't endure it, a faint, mocking life force would surge in.
It pulled them back from the edge of collapse, ensuring they remained conscious, and then... they continued to endure that never-ending purgatory of pain.
Gu Changyuan casually shielded out the annoying, miserable screams and beastly howls below, restoring peace to the surroundings.
The gloominess and anger on his face slowly faded, turning into a complex, indescribable expression—there was heartache, lingering fear, and relief.
He slowly turned around and looked at the woman in white behind him, who had just been ready to burn everything for him and her junior sisters, but was now standing frozen in place like a statue.
Ye Qingxue stared blankly at that familiar silhouette she had dreamed of for a thousand years, which was now so real that she didn't dare to breathe. Her mind was a complete blank.
Slowly and with extreme difficulty, she raised her slightly trembling right hand and reached out toward Gu Changyuan at a snail's pace.
Her five fingers stiffly curled a little, then tremblingly opened a bit, as if wanting to touch him, yet stopping at the last inch, not daring to reach out any further.
Her movements were cautious, carrying a nearly pious fear.
She was afraid.
She was afraid that everything before her was just a hallucination before death, her final extravagant hope and nightmare while burning her divine soul.
She was afraid that if she reached out, it would be like popping a bubble, causing this hard-to-see phantom of her master to completely dissipate, leaving her without even this false comfort.
Leaving her in eternal darkness, unable to see even this last meeting.
Ye Qingxue's expression at this moment had lost its usual icy sharpness.
She just widened her clear, beautiful eyes—now full of confusion and vulnerability—and stared at Gu Changyuan unblinkingly.
Her lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. As if she had lost her voice, she silently and repeatedly echoed a call in her heart:
Mas... ter...?
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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?"
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.”
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
