Under the curse of the sacrificial array, the city's streets were shrouded in an eerie blood-red glow.
Those who didn't react in time were all plunged into slumber due to the influence of the Nightmare Sacrificial Array.
The urgent notification from Bai Jun of the martial arts department, coupled with the strange sky,
prompted all the sects to realize.
Night! He has acted!
.........
.....
Thud! Thud! Thud!
In a corner of a street, a group of sect members dressed in uniform attire were running towards a direction, their faces weary.
Behind them, they carried two or three companions with smirks on their lips, clearly fallen into sleep due to the array's influence!
"Brother, what should we do?"
"All the new disciples are unconscious. If we don't find the one who set up the array, we'll be trapped to death here!"
A disciple wielding a sword ran while looking worriedly at the stalwart figure in front, the righteous senior brother.
Upon hearing this, the senior brother's expression grew grim. As the eldest brother of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he often interacted with members of the Black Flame organization in the ancient martial arts world, so he naturally knew the purpose and origin of this array.
He clenched his sword tightly, his voice filled with an uncontainable fury, running while replying, "Beasts! There are at least hundreds of thousands of living beings within the range of this array!"
"Their intention must be to sacrifice us along with these innocent people to the Night King!"
"Xiaowang, make sure the unconscious disciples are safe. We'll head to meet up with other sects first........."
Before he could finish, the senior brother's face suddenly changed. He hurriedly stopped all his companions and shouted, "Stop!"
The next second.
Scrape! Boom!
A black blade suddenly stabbed a few meters in front of them.
Immediately after.
A sinister voice echoed from the darkness.
"Hehehehehe~~~ As expected of Liu Jianxing from the Heavenly Sword Sect. Your perception is indeed remarkable."
As the voice faded, Mo Tianyun's shadow also emerged from the dark, picking up the black blade.
His bloodthirsty eyes fixed on Liu Jianxing and the others: "Hehehe~ A group of strong and vital warriors, perfect for nourishing my cultivation!"
!!
Mo Tianyun!!
Upon seeing him, Liu Jianxing's expression turned ghastly. He placed his sword in front of him, grinding his teeth as he cursed, "So Young Master Gu's analysis was correct!"
"The Heavenly Demon Sect was indeed bewitched by that dagger!"
The other disciples also drew their swords, their eyes fixed on Mo Tianyun with caution: "Brother, he's alone! Let's go!"
Mo Tianyun sneered, "Even if it's true, so what? Today, all of you will die here!"
With that, bang!
He forcefully pushed off with both feet, his body shooting like an arrow towards Liu Jianxing.
"Everyone, prepare to attack!"
"Those with communication devices, call for backup immediately!"
Liu Jianxing's eyes narrowed as he channeled his inner energy while shouting to his companions.
Swwish!
Zzzzz!
Mo Tianyun's blade clashed with Liu Jianxing's, the latter's face growing grim.
Once, Mo Tianyun's strength was on par with his, but now........
The man had become even stronger!
He must be practicing dark arts!!
"You are unforgivable!!!"
Liu Jianxing roared, his body radiating sword intent.
"Sword intent! Brother Liu has mastered sword intent!"
"This time, Mo Tianyun is doomed!"
"Fight hard, Brother!"
Everyone cheered.
Mo Tianyun, hit by the overwhelming sword intent, staggered back, his eyes fixed on Liu Jianxing as he licked his lips: "Hehehe~ That makes it more interesting to hunt!"
Liu Jianxing frowned, his eyes flashing. Snorting coldly, he swung his sword casually, the surge of sword intent following: "Heretic! Do you think you stand a chance against us?!"
"Junior brothers and sisters! Follow me! Exterminate the demons and monsters!"
"Yes!"
....
....
In another street.
"Huff... Huff!"
A blood-soaked sect member leaned against a wall, running breathlessly, his eyes filled with terror.
He seemed to be hiding from something.
"All dead... All dead..."
"Were those two kids monsters?"
The man muttered to himself. Just a few minutes ago.
After prolonged all-night vigils, everyone in their sect was extremely fatigued.
More than half of them closed their eyes and suddenly fell asleep, including him, who also succumbed to sleep.
But suddenly, he was awakened by a foul stench of blood and screams.
When he opened his eyes and regained consciousness, he found that everyone except him.
Had been exterminated by two suddenly appeared small figures in black cloaks!
He immediately closed his eyes and play-dead among the corpses, waiting until the two black-cloaked figures left before he quietly called for backup with his communication device.
And received instructions to head towards this direction.
Upon seeing the light at the street corner, he was filled with joy: "Almost there... Almost there......"
"Once I get there........."
He quickened his pace with anticipation, rushing towards the light at the street corner and shouting almost hysterically, "Help!! Quickly!! The Night organization............!!!"
Before he could finish.
A gust of sinister wind suddenly blew past, causing the streetlights to flicker.
Puchi!
A streak of blade light flashed through the bloody night.
Clatter!
The man's head flew into the air.
Blood rained down, staining the walls and ground.
Thud!
The man's head, still with a hopeful expression, rolled to the ground, while his half-body collapsed beside it.
Click.
A blood-stained right boot stepped before the man's head, lifted, and then forcefully stamped down.
Puchi.
The head was completely obliterated. Then, the owner of the boot, Zhua Zhua, coldly glanced at the two trembling, petite figures behind him, his voice icy: "Shitou, Little Bai, you must remember to eliminate the roots completely."
"As the assassins of the master, there are only two things you need to remember."
"First, your loyalty to the master."
"Second, ensure that all targets are exterminated, leaving no unnecessary troubles for the master."
"It can't happen again. Remember that?"
Shitou and Little Bai, both wearing demon masks, lowered their heads, their voices trembling as they replied.
"We're sorry, Zhua Zhua..."
"We're sorry... Little Bai got too complacent..."
Zhua Zhua merely nodded: "Remember that. This is your first mission."
"And... it's one the master specifically assigned to the two of you."
"Don't disappoint the master........"
As he spoke, Zhua Zhua extended his hand.
Clatter!
Thick threads wrapped around his arm, transforming it into a black longsword. He calmly said, "After all... we all possess the power bestowed by the master."
"You two are special, with limitless potential for growth."
Hearing that it was Young Master Gu who assigned them to this mission, Shitou and Little Bai were both thrilled, unable to express their emotions in words. They nodded energetically: "Yes, Zhua Zhua! We definitely won't let the master down!"
"Little Bai! There's another group of bad guys over there! Let's take care of them!"
"Ok, brother!"
With that.
Swish swish!
The two quickly darted towards the direction.
Zhua Zhua silently watched this scene, then sent the information to Young Master Gu.
And not long after the transmission.
A light chuckle echoed.
"Heh! So that's why I sensed a stench of evil!"
"Found you here, huh?"
Upon hearing this, Zhua Zhua turned to look.
There.
An old man with an immortal bearing was striding from afar, his voice loud, his eyes full of disdain for Zhua Zhua.
This person was Guo Tianyun of the Leng Family.
As one of the three grandmasters present during the war council, he naturally possessed his own pride.
The saying goes, lone wolves are the strongest; only sheep travel in flocks.
So Guo Tianyun hadn't chosen to band together but immediately locked onto several auras as soon as the array appeared.
After repeated confirmation, he chose the strongest one, which was Zhua Zhua!
Buzz!
Coiling, soft cloud-like True Qi enveloped Guo Tianyun's body. His white beard and hair began to flutter with the air currents.
Guo Tianyun's eyes blazed with intensity as he glared at the figure named Zhua Zhua, strolling casually towards him with hands clasped behind his back: "Confess, aren't you the mastermind behind this formation?"
"Hah, a bunch of petty insects. Sever your own limbs, and I might spare your life."
"After all, we still need to extract information about the Night King from you."
As he spoke, his expression suddenly froze.
For he noticed that the figure of Zhua Zhua had vanished without a trace.
Moreover, he felt his vision growing lower and lower.
In the next instant.
Thud!!
Splash!!!
Head first, blood spattering.
Guo Tianyun's head, still wearing a dazed expression, rolled to the ground.
Zhua Zhua had somehow appeared beside him, his right hand wielding a crimson-black longsword made of Zhua Zhua cells, still stained with fresh blood.
With a gentle flick, splat!
The blood was flung aside, and Zhua Zhua glanced coldly at the two halves of the corpse lying on the ground.
He spoke in a frigid tone: "Trash, you are unworthy to even lay eyes on our esteemed master."
Indeed, the upgrade of Zhua Zhua enhances the upper limits of everyone it controls.
That is to say,
Having long since received the blessing of Young Master Gu, one of the Gu Family's death warriors, Zhua Zhua, through the passage of time, cellular transformation, upgrades to Zhua Zhua, and his own cultivation.
Zhua Zhua has already advanced to the early stage of Grandmaster!
And not just any ordinary Grandmaster, but a level of power unmatched by the typical Grandmaster!
The Zhua Zhua cells are terrifying beyond measure!

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.